There were wars
There were winds
There were stars
Blazing from within
Before the drive to dominate
There was peace
In the grass
As it swayed obediently
Under the earths forces.
War was spontaneous
Ended in peace
As dandelion buds exited
The ring
The wind leading them away
Like a drunk friend
We drink pride
It intoxicates us
To the point where men are pawns
Ponies are vehicles
Chariots are monsters
We are king.
Bad news.
The sea doesn't care
She swallows you up til you are words on a page
A memory
Victim of rage.
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