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heaven in peace

Hallowed whispers echoed,

resonating something solitary,

calmness showering the empty halls.

For it looked at peace,

maybe a gaslighting of enlightenment

or maybe a hope to be resolute.

Like all,

it creaked here 'nd there,

cracks enough to dissolve its beauty,

and reveal the ugly truths.

But we remained blind,

cause we woke with every flare,

knowing death stood ...

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