The cold and dark
surrounding the cold flames.
Flames with dark mystique,
mystique that define the darkness.
Darkness of the thoughts hidden.
Thoughts so vivid but yet so sweet,
speaking of hope.
Hopes like glittering jewels.
Like the fight to freedom,
like the fight of the moon over the gloomy sky-
only to be won by the cold dark moon,
moon like the cold flames
- the enigmatic cold thoughts.
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