they're on fire,
like Revenant's storm on them,
or Sharpeye's assasinate,
upon The House.
but, if there's The Tower,
simbolising the divinely guardian;
to take care of each,
or to be deferenced,
of one's personal space,
personal thought,
personal belief,
so be it,
the tower of fathom,
hear it so,
bliss on it's way.
but dont you dare,
to push the Tower,
the house are not the Tree of Life,
neither is the Throne,
let it enduring one's faith,
to another,
to what're being enjoyed,
all this while.
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