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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