Assalamualaikum and peace be upon you ...
Dawn of the time of tales,
Year of the Ignis Mialis.
6th month of the second year of being a slave to a slave ...
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An Overdued Introduction
(latest continuity of an insanity)
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MY LITTLE SUN
My little sun,
The day before you run,
remember the days that have gone,
from the day your flesh is spun,
to this moment where your soles are worn.
My little sun,
remember the first words you said,
it make no sense to no waiting maid,
those were your cries when you are laid,
but they were enough to make me contemplate.
My little sun,
in this spot your stand,
greet the seasons with open hands,
and remember, remember, this faraway land,
steadying you when your feet dance.
My little sun,
After all these you have done...
you can embark on your mighty, mighty run.
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In another time,
another tale will come.
maybe,
of the things the Demon saw as a Slave to a Slave.
But for now,
the Demon would only want to rest.
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_______THANK YOU_______
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