Sweet serenity.
I won't have to say anything.
In fact, I've a lot to say about.
But I'm thinking of karma.
So I'll let it do its job of getting back.
Oh so sweet serenity, avengence revolves.
All the work, on one's resolve.
Come, as the god might hear our prayers.
That fateful day, arrives for thy, blood covered in layers.
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