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Hyacinth garden Light deserts the war we share.
In darkness that is indisputable!
We are detached in seclusions of weary trundle.
Living our lives always far away from any individual adjustment or care.
The war whose effect of violence, we regret.
Where darkness is a chasm of storms severe,
Break on high, dire wind although nothing is clear,
pivotal crossroads that need be right before existence can reset.
