Hopless Prophecy

Round you once, bound you twice
You shall see, without the eye
Forever forgotten, forever remembered
Ends the ties, endless tie.

Sinking land, forgotten myth
People shall die, unless it is found
This world is too close, so here we are sent
Running will not help, you will be forever bound.

(quick note- the second paragraph is part of this story that I'm writting (which is muddled up) so that is why it's like that)

The End

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