"Petrified by their rule.
They know not who is truly in chains!"
"A glimmering oracle I am!
Onward to the very realm cursed me."
"The prophecy, yet an apparition,
Unfinished and unfulfilled."
"Hear my cry, Night.
A celestial cut shall chisle through you."
"If they wield blind eyes,
Let the scorch of my breath give new life!"
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Author:
Noah (
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- Comment from author about the poem: No. 4
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