There's a place within the mind; colored splendor there, you'll remember where...
A scene where beauty used to shine, never yours or mine, faded, broken lines...
Only traces are left behind. Sorry, silent stares breathing poisoned air.
Children shrieking towards the sky. Hatred they declare, and they care not where.
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