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All That Remains Are Remnants
The future is in the thorns.
No more peaking in the meadows
or a Heidi to smile.
All that remains are remnants
of the dumbed-up stares,
falling into chaos.
As the ramparts of society crumble
and no one cares.
The nefarious dark fairy laughs,
with no oxygen on the Matterhorn.
No more peaking in the meadows
or a Heidi to smile.
All that remains are remnants
of the dumbed-up stares,
falling into chaos.
As the ramparts of society crumble
and no one cares.
The nefarious dark fairy laughs,
with no oxygen on the Matterhorn.
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