Swords and Blood

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Don't look back.
You make history. We need more
strength. There is a paradigm of bayonet.

The areolas are turning
red. The black sun wants to defrock
you. Can you in mud?

A sacred dance begins.
Comets run fast. Someone is
going to self-immolate. Cannot see the war.

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