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nivek 4h
a red streak unmistakeable
this horror to misunderstand
we clash in armour but bleed

a gun shot deafening
breaks ancient codes
we die at distance

Men fighting Orcs
in a duel of death
Wielding swords.
nivek 4h
the dance of stars
we play the music
universal heartbeats

a silent song
reverberates
in bony chests

someone, a clarion
sings it as it is
then dies, with everyone else.
nivek 14h
we have Midges, here, at times
and they rule where they fly
nivek 14h
bruises are personal
but they all look-alike
depending on severity
nivek 14h
tumbling down the years
bruised blue shins
falling into tomorrow
nivek 14h
one person grins
another smiles
and who is to say
which is which
nivek 14h
small things hold great mysteries
the warp and weave of a Universe.
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