Grace

In the midst of the terror,
a hard and savage;
Melancholy.

Beneath this,
Paranoia.

This strange new age
of lyrical ballads
beyond authorship;
Nonsensical.

This is a lustful land
where all things perish;

Grace,
Beauty,
Kindness.

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