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Out of the cold darkness
The blue flame scorched Giving warmth without light. ------------------------------------------------------- Red ants marching Towards the red flesh Devouring the spoiled limbs. The black shining sword So cold and hard Scratching my wounded chest. ------------------------------------------------------- My heart is not beating Yet still I am alive. ------------------------------------------------------- Black hole is approaching I must run.
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