My eyes, shadow lands lost amid wasted
Days, midnight's lit waning wax
Burns in sweet
Abandon til' life no longer tasted.
Burns in sweet
Abandon til' life no longer tasted.
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- Mother of Nations (Sonnet, Edit #1)
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