The Millenium

The disaster of thought pattern persuasion, flowing along canals of turbulent exchange. Run rampant across city to city, the understanding lost, solution trapped in synaptic ineptitude. The many outweighed the few who remained calm before the storm. Gatherings bring such wonderful panic sessions on the base idea of inaccuracy. The time it came as all awaited the final curtain. However, time and reaction stood together and faded onto the day, the worst was never the better and gone. Mud on faces frightened for fear.

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