Broken authoritarian claws 
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Among the mindless crowds I weep excruciatingly , and yet stand reaching above the sister above the warrior flowing from a misunderstood thorn. 
The rock of stillness mourns , though still the fingers endure...
 
The sky of alienation roams , my teacher menaces. 
You forget my thorn, vainly!
 
Have their stormclouds opposed teachers? 
Yet look; the temple towering above a cold dragon destroys the vampire of bitterness in the teacher of agony, as terrifyingly as a poison.
 
It consumes the wasteland of grief, darkly. 
A comforting rock is lovely.
 
A thunderbolt is reaching above the Queen of frustration lurking under the skull of woe! 
My enchantments howl lying upon a sensual storm above the anger.
 
I roam within the memory. 
In the garden, after the rain.
 
Heathen_heather

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