Long Lost Lure - 2010/09/09

Listen to the whistling in the air
In the weary world we had reshaped
Observe the pristine white clouds
Ruling over landscape now re-draped
Climb the unruly vines creeping up
The false idols we sacrificed for
Observe the decay spreading about
Even all that we strove to ignore
Study the symptoms of the disease
We refused to acknowledge or cure
Keep caution nearby as you follow
The road to the irresistible lure

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