oio ZIGA Biography

When she rises, the incense still burns;
a quiet flame against the dark,
while the continuum endures,
unbroken, eternal.
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It doesn't have to make sense,
Its the flower of light in the field of darkness.
It gives the strength to carry on.
I don't move by sight...
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Drake was right
That we all did start from the bottom.
We build our lives from ground to the top.
We toil and we survive the odds
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It is a life of struggle and strife.
Even the seer screams of cosmic mischief.
Peace once thrived on this land.
Now perverted by violence and death.
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When shall the Patriots rise
For the Heroes days as of the Prophets is long stale.
The eagle's wings are clipped
The horses speed has slowed.
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