Fear the future, fear for us,
our fire we will light.
And the smoke that will dust
the streets and hold the air so tight
that we can let go and breathe.
Watch the sparks now, starting the fire
that will burn even brighter when the old days leave.
Prepare, beware old world. We're an empire.
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paper poetry
PoetryCalliope, Erato, Euterpe A little collection of rhymes and poems for you to read if you like. The collection is always growing. The refrenced books, music or films aren't mine, but inspirational. Second book paper poetry II out now, this one is too...
