“War is Peace; Freedom is Slavery; Ignorance is Strength; Trumpery is Reality”
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Flames roar higher above my head
No matter how I turn, I find dread
Death’s face shadowed on the wall
Yet not my time to answer the call
Shrink myself small and still more
Slip through the atoms in the floor
Flames lick me, wanting their taste
Near miss, my life is danger laced
In a doorway, death calmly stands
Invites me in so my being expands
Final door always different, same
A stop, a brief rest from the game
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