Trust in me
Not your reactivity
Be my retainer
Never waiver
If you pass through
The trials of faith
Imagination can at last
Awake
Moving through
The elven gears
Incinerating
Imagined fears
Laying waste
To the endless years
Of blood, sweat, and tears
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Author:
Mutley Ravishes (
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Comments1
Oh my! "...That old serpent called--" ooh! THIS is too good! Mowgli made it seem like it'd work, but this reality wouldn't be if she hadn't been decieved. Awesome!
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