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Author: The Imposer
Fiction Rated: K - English - General - Reviews: 2 - Published: 07-16-06 - Updated: 07-16-06 - id:2212706

A fleeting glance

A lasting cyclone,

The failure of the one who cannot move,

Memories trapped within opium tainted daydreams,

Hour upon hour, whim after whim

The nightmare honours its contract,

The purposeless enemy signs its last will,

Ignorant of my true purpose the enemy strikes,

Attacked as if human

Ignored as if blind,

My options are countless and fruitfull

My enemy distant and phased,

Paradise comes in the guise of a fallen army

Mimicking daylight, silently ending its reign

Time has deceived me

Am I dreaming



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