Crying Wind,
The tears of the prophets fall on the stone
hearts of humanity,
Gradually softening their seeming solidity.
The once impenetrable fortresses which braced
themselves for the siege,
Now lay bare and naked.
Their gates open and their weapons fallen to rust.
How many days must we wait before this prophecy
comes to pass?
Ask not day, months, years, or lifetimes.
Simply ask: Can we bare to wait a moment longer?
Indeed, it is a…
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