Piercing reality of the old,
Shattering fragility of the cold,
Bent is the mind inside the head,
Twisted are the thoughts inside what’s fed.
Smashing reliability of the able,
Disintegrating mentality of the fable,
Separated is the conflict inside the country,
Broken is the piece inside the month.
Repaired mobility of the disabled,
Spared sanity of the noble,
Undamaged is the hope inside the people,
Fled has the evil inside the steeple.
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Uru Wolf
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I am leaving Gaia. Thanks for a great time.
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