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A quilt of emotion
Something that protects
From the coldest of nights
And dreams that reflect
The overflowing madness
Brainwashing schemes
A variation of knowledge
And a shortage of means
Eyes that detect
The crime in full bloom
All the nights
How many full moons?
Marbled memories that float
Crashing like waves
Wondering of thoughts
Who is the knight, who is the knave?
Much Love Much Life