these words are as paper dragons
set aflame in the minds of my enemies
should they ever choose to notice
what wrath they would feel
but the winds of chant carry no weight
and wait for none who spurn the hour
and so the depths of forests felled
again shall fall on deaf ears ringing
Max, or Not 
Absolutely gorgeous and infuriating at the same time. Well done, I am moved.
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Thank you for your kind words. I wish for no person to ever be made to feel this way. Though I am comforted to know there are others who would understand.
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Great imagery. I really like this. <3
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Thank you for taking the time to read it. I appreciate your kind words.
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