_Why clarity reflect us perfectly?
_ Because we are picture perfect...

When was a question a question,
when was a clue...

The adamantine intent of a warrior
is...

In age my pains
have increased...

Everything would end
everything my dear, that is why...

Each god stands as the antipode to its servants—
a reflection inverted...

Tick-tock, tick-tock she tiptoe walked
towards my door...

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Just a morning dew can wrap its arm around an...

Nurses see only
old lesions but for patients...

Now is the point that
the past and prospect fasten...

The gloom benights
and the twilight alights...

I am sickened by this crowd—
those who lost their Christmas...