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Date Added: December 28, 2017 20:12:33 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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Darkness At Noon
Tousling the opulence was 
not modesty. 
Who will adore the clan? 

I am not yet ‘me’, 
the refuge of elevated moon. 
The heat and dust of nascent money 

was burning like a loud prayer 
in dark sun. Perfection tends 
to terrify the stings. 

A mogul of arts outlines the 
script of drowning a desert storm, 
when two flames went to bed. 

Do not pick up the nails for 
the coffin of a martyr. 
They are going to make a dirty bomb.
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