endever

From pasts, we were all tangled
Couldn’t find a way out
From presents utterly shattering
Things can only go south

From here, onward into unseen foes
Obvious messages juxtapose
From here, reaching for recourse
Barbs and thistles ring o’rose

Fallen towers, “clang” rings the church bell
Solange, Dolores, Invidium
Rencontre des neuf
La fin est ici, bravo

Framed now, for all ages to see
Accustomed to err by folly
Crippled hence, ridiculed thus
Lesson’s learned posthumous

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