Part 11: Reality

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Mindscape

I live in a world were the sun does not rise,

Moonlight dies,

Morals are black and white,

the quest to power is fueled by hatred,

untruthful smiles are the most truthful lies,

and,

awakening roses are named as withering, wilting, 

worthless.

But surely,

the unseen, unknown, and unheard,

are the ones who hold dominance in this world.


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