Affections coated in the ashes of doubt arrows of love piercing the cold heart of hate our words and actions shape reality still we stand judged by the voices of our conscious thought, our mind's like an entity sprung from the seas of wounded passion a life determined tho uncertain.
On what grounds do we invoke our spear of choice or lay our shield of pride dangling from the chains of hope for a vision yet at hand like gold found in mud.
For there is no smoke without a fire nor water without a bearer a soul claimed on wishes of victory yet defined in the agony of Praise's laid at the foot nature, unveiling the mysteries to the wise for no wrong is right and no right is wrong. veryly veryly from a distance we see our self's, being's in a confide of solace, king's with no palace, ruler without a people, crowned by the glory of our nature hoping to ignite a fire of consciousness tho not anxious for the consequence.
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