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Cold hearted ogre

enters realm

of transcendental truth

          and the depths of sorrow

                  are highlighted

              in lucid sunlight

the thoughts of paupers

                      are heard

the sinners dare to

                   speak a word

hopeless in flight

           the winged angel

orbits the planet

                aimlessly

seeking the truth

the once proud

race of humanity

groveling like rats

in a cage

but I swear

we are not yet

beyond repair