Pure cruelty, red rights, Broken scenery, a rainbow at night.A scream, a cry, a final line.The never dying soldier,The heretic on the sidewalk.A beast of bridges,A hound of hallow,Lightning----Eight actions of accurate aim.Black-red fights, bringing glory.The listener in disaster. Waves wavering the walls.Eight thoughts around. Silk sky sliced the clouds,Devoured a day of death,Found four …

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