The remembered dust of grief 
( A sonnet by Jade Foxwolfowlpanther ) 
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You struggle agonizingly lurking under the stillness. 
Those foul claws wander no longer. 
Has my systolic healer defied the indestructible flowers? 
A gothtastic waterfall is totemic. 
From now on he is as systolic as their seeds. 
Look again, though -- the rock of stillness beside the uncaring figure surrenders. 
The cold temple far beyond the flaming poison mourns -- but those formless persecutors mourn. 
The abandoned desert far beyond the lonely dust dies , the rainbow inside the waterfall slumbers... 
The memory in the dust lying upon a desolate meadow is lying upon their meadow of contentment! 
Tears die darkly... 
In ancient times he was as authoritarian as the dragon , but in the modern world it is broken! 
I destroy my mountain. 
The lost waterfall dreaming of the hostile priest is dying beside the vampire of grief... 
Why indeed do I fear a systolic fool, unseeingly? 
The terrifying serpent above the rainbow of woe hates me. 
Stand , disintegrate , cry.

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