Wheeled turns,
created burn,
information teams,
things go wrong.
The Problematic,
becomes the Disdain,
in the shame,
few do claim.
The Blame of,
inhabitants gage,
the rate that comes,
introduces,
'New Age'
Worlds lack Order,
planetary dreams,
what is known,
peculiar drones.
As We have entered,
Numbered Days,
the Time of Now;
tracking.
The Waiting,
a darkening.
Summed doubt has,
New Game "Like"
'You may not care'
but as We due travel,
this Road is,
know dare.
It Begins,
nice and slow,
the heat turns hot,
on the spot?
Warning is dangerous,
Men may See,
ranges.
In such,
'The Begin'
revelation to reveal.
No longer a When,
the balance of measure,
a Check-List,
it gives letter.
A terrible day,
lasts the dime,
oddly,
Enshrined.
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