May you live in interesting times . . .

May you live in interesting times..
where the winds don't blow
and the sun doesn't shine.

May you breathe the precious winds
that smell of agony and the blood of your kin.
May your sight be full of colours
with blood of your own, and blood of the others.

Where you cannot hide behind individual blinds
...May you live in interesting times.

May you get all that you want
May you see all that you can
till your eyes start to bleed and fill
all over this floor on which you stand.

May you never again be a part of mine
...May you live in interesting times.

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Written by Wake