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An age has found me where they can’t see past the grey.
Grey = Grandma,
Had it, lost it, past
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The mad king's fire
The mad king
plays a tune to the roasting of his subjects
They burn and flesh peels from their
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A Prison With No Bars.
Once our kites flew high in landscapes
lush with fantasy and fertile imagination,
but rulers on