A familiar fog is here to stay
We must not let our minds fall back away
We must create figures using the fog
A group of judges, a three-headed dog
Keep each other safe no matter the cost
Be vigilant not to ever get lost
The dog might want to come with you and join
Judges may choose at the flip of a coin
But fairness will find you
Freezing or finished, it will set you free and let you be
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Unfinished
PoezjaTheir soul is not at rest, they must go back and finish the poetry and art they never published to bring their soul to peace. Note: very sensitive subject matter, please don't read if you don't think you're comfortable with portrayals of suicide and...
