thebookofspells
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just different
the number where ascension leads these city streets
to meet their gritty beginning winning wars wrought
from dripping first blood lips of the Dark Wizards equipped
with the worldplay to earth sway, or rather earth swing
for from the puppet strings they bring the scene on which we sing
much like caged birds the sage learns to listen while the page turns
heroes earn the truth but the villains watch the age burn.
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