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Dance for me!

The Architect is here, so dance, don't delay.
In this World where shadows sway, a colorful display.  
A sight so grand, so ambitious, with laughter I can't contain.
 Crazy, colorful, and grotesquely divine.
No schemes, no warranty in this design.  
 
Don't you slip now—
oh, isn't that my face, why is it so shattered now?  
Am I also a fake, dancing on the stage I have made?
 
But isn't this craft so fine?  
Chaos and cheers, singers and peers.
All dancing to the beat of my screams.  
Everyone is so sick, carrying weapons of many shapes.  
Slicing one another as the madness escapes.
 
Everyone is singing—
Dancing to my scattered remains.
Written by Ashtal_Leb_Azure
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A celebration poem for something...
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