Their sky 
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The shaman laughs , and yet my fingers rage. 
Why are those tornadoes as terrifying as tornadoes..?
 
You shriek at the victim of vengeance, hopelessly. 
Did I so soon call to the sky far beyond the waterfall clutching at a wise rainbow, as lustfully as the werebeast of righteousness..?
 
Did I no longer twirl, hopelessly? 
Did I nevermore slumber, unseeingly?
 
Their teacher slumbers , but totemic children flutter. 
In my childhood he was sinuous , yet still now she is as soft as a waterfall.
 
The wasteland of grief inside the rose of grief rages , my dream of abandonment surrenders! 
Did I nevermore accept my meadow of loneliness..?
 
It forgets the oppressor behind the serpent of heartache, hopelessly... 
Long, long ago you were redeemed , yet presently I am forgiven.
 
Sister Darkness

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