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Literature
Cliffjumper finally gets his memory back PART 3
Doomsayer told Cliffjumper to wait while he walks over to get the Matrix of Conquest from the stone altar. Hivemus Prime, Hot Rod, Strongarm, Sideswipe, and Orion Eclipse watched through the crack from the other room as they could see that the Matrix of Conquest looked like the Matrix of Leadership, but different. "What is that thing?" Sideswipe asked with a quiet voice. "It looks like...The Dark Spark?" Hivemus Prime assumed. "It looks like the Matrix of Leadership, except it's evil-looking." Hot Rod added. "Shh! Keep your voices down." Orion told his friends. "Doomsayer could hear us." he said. Doomsayer stopped by the stone altar as the Matrix of Conquest was hovering above it in a purple force field. When Doomsayer carefully reached his hand servo over to grab it, the force field didn't harm him. It recognized the Blood of Unicron from within him and the force field died down as Doomsayer grabbed the Matrix of Conquest with both hand servos. Doomsayer looked at the evil relic
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ZONING OUT
Stumbling blindly Dying in the light Shadows creeping up on me inside of me, through my minds eye Behind locked doors passages that go nowhere Damned if you do, damned if you don't Searching for answers without question Eternities destiny Eternal darkness Creature of the night A soulless spirit, a flightless path Falling through blackholes in the light Disconnected, realty lost a mindless act
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Burnt Offerings
I’m in a burning building My first thoughts are to flee Save myself from the vile smoke Filling up my lungs But... There are many floors With rooms on every floor I can hear the cries of others Their frantic pleas I feel a moral obligation to help As many as possible I begin to open doors Some contain living people Others only the remains Of what once were human beings I try and get as many of the living Out as possible I am not strong enough to carry them all They must be able to walk themselves Even then I can only guide them to safety I’m in danger of smoke inhalation myself Plus, I’m not sure which doors I open will contain even more fire and smoke When I open doors And only find the dead I become discouraged It’s so sad! Some won’t even let me assist them Their capacity to differentiate right From wrong Has corroded They grab on to me and won't let go The smoke starts to affect my own judgment I begin to use force to help some flee But this only makes me weaker And fills
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English translation not exact to fit the 5-7-5 pattern.
This is day 5 of April even of the-haiku-club.
This is day 5 of April even of the-haiku-club.
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I love a good cherry blossom festival.