Bewitched Healer 2 of 8

Members of the land were blinded
By shiny textures of intruders
Compared to mighty reflections
Of the bright burning beams
Harshly striking throughout the land
Burning comrades,
And blossoming plants in their path.
Crawling bugs and creatures
Never stood a chance
The land was over baked and burnt
Cracking its surface, into jagged forms
Ripping everything
In direct contact with it, open.
The land, was taken over by freed spirits
Following a destruction of,
Those in charge of the spirits;
The spirit controllers
Poor beautiful wings of a bird
Never stood a chance.
Illusions and delusions of freed spirits,
Merged.
Through boundless efforts of spirits
A path to failure by spirit controllers,
Was paved
Very greedy with personal benefits
The spirit controllers were
Forcing freed spirits to do favors,
In their name
Creating a backdoor, never meant to exist
Worry less,
Spirit controllers brilliantly knew about it
Or what the outcome would be

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