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I wish i could erase
This sickening poison
The people
The stories
The hunger
The lies
That haunt me
Until my very last breath

But
I am slowly
Cleansing this sword
Erasing the stains
The taints
And the faults

Weaving this life
Thread after thread
Reviving the faded colors
Letting them melt into place

Finding the key
Born from shadows
That leads
To the world's
Greatest treasure

Wanting to make
Colors dance
Just like those
From our mountains
Did before me

Hearing the one word
No one expected

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