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 They drink to dance

Feel rush of poison

Inside lively hours

Knowing fully well

Traumas never end

Trapped in a cage

Holding hands of mates

Daring to blink final courage

Taste drops of Satanic spells

Covering breasts to feed

Melodramas of personified justness

Meant to circumcise raw courage

Have dreams of quiet surrender

Angels guard to prepare

Final gestures

Inside kingdoms of senseless mortals

Singing ancient melancholy

From towers of gratification

Where realizations lie unanswered

For inquisitive children...