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My cradle

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Cradled in the arms of warmth,

I watched the world burn,

With eyes as cold as ice,

Shimmering in the glowing light,

As though they were watching beauty,

As it danced before their very soul,

And then I watched the world burn,

Until the screams of the young vanquished.
I don't usually write poetry, but I thought I'd give it a try.
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