Blackness seem piercing on unhealthy white,
and in-between no confidentiality of blood;
An ocean stand divided by empty ships,
controled by young and elder lips,
But did we not float? it was I,
that brought aboard the gun,
I, but what sacrifice?
that this thought is not to bear;

A moment before resignation,
no one shall deem us destructive,
portray a grand collapse;
No we all reach to embrace in the end.

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