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3_Looking for Narnia

Curious spheres as dark as the panther,

straight ahead, saw a city on fire.

A fire that sparked as it waited for the end of War,

Slowly getting impatient since the end seemed far.

Clueless of the dangerous challenges ahead,

One slept with insomnia on a stone bed.


Next morning the burning sun was up high;

suddenly to be consumed by darkness.

The fear of the unknown was getting stronger,

as a result, the screams and footsteps kept getting louder;

And the walls got covered in shadows of the night,

While the whistles of the dead echoed into my world,

Fusing all my lights.

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