LET IT COME
No matter the horses or the size
of the barn. The whole world's
now crazy. Sound some alarm, if
you choose, but there's no one left
to listen, and the big charge is over
and the world has gone mute.
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Devilish the trickery, and carnivorous
the inhumane soul; yet no one ever stops.
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There's a road with a sidebar that leads
right to sweet hell. Too good to overlook,
and too good to pass by. Most useful,
the youthful entrance. No exits are
marked, and they get 'em young.
Let it come.
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