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Ode to Dead Wondrous Futures
From the pure, distant, wondrous futureWhich none of us will ever reach,Through worries and the aching sorrow.Comes hope for things beyond tomorrow Amidst the silver… Read more.
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TORTURED RHYMES
Hello inquisitor,Today the Sun is shining brightAnd in your dungeon I appear, what a delightTo see a man of God, so bright, so shiningLike the… Read more.
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The End of History
An Earth divided by two pantheons, two empires embody them, two orders.Millions of pawns are turned to soldiers in their name.The lathe of Heaven turns,… Read more.
Ivan Konarev
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