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Dear RomeoUs, two lovers, spilt up by anger's game,
Loose each other due to Death's grim harvest.
Each to have lost a beloved, a shame,
Yet, still together, we are truly blessed.
We shall be together eternally
Like the brightest stars, unchanged every night,
The wonderful heaven's anomaly.
But you, the sun, burn by day with your light
And I, the moon, merely follow your path,
Always hoping to catch up and embrace.
An eclipse, of your glow I take a swath,
But we leave too soon in this dance of grace.
We must be side by side forever more
Otherwise, from my heart my blood shall pour.
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Viracocha melts waters unlike those it rose from, making waves of out of metal oceans to overtake the current south, re-steel, re-take, tech-mechs the entire south into neo-Machu Picchu, cyberpunk music moulding, reshaping old society into an new age, iron dynasty, fresh coat for an old, ancient look. The coattails of Quetzalcoatl if he were a modern man pull together the merge of future and long passed past..techno temples and the like.
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