The Flying Ship

The Flying Ship

Tuesday, October 19, 2010

Good Fools

Kind hearted souls that linger on in the broken dawn of mankind's folly. I pray for you, with all that I can pray. But I feel you cause is surely hopeless. No guiding light shall pierce the clouds showing the way to a beautiful future, No incorruptible knight in golden armor shall wrest the superpowers of their evil leaders, No answer to all problems will be uncovered, readable to any and all. The earth shall only stumble on, on, on, through the crushing black darkness that is time and to its eventual end.


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