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In a crumbling world stitched together by lies, one artist walks alone through neon ruins and cracked altars, his breath laced with verses that bend reality. With every rhyme, truth erupts like thunder from his tongue — breaking illusions, silencing the noise. Around him, cities flicker between dream and nightmare, soothed only by the sound of his voice. His eyes glow with forgotten symbols; his shadow moves before him like a prophet. He doesn't preach hope — he weaponizes it. Each word he speaks becomes a thread that rewrites fate, turning chaos into pattern, pain into prophecy. The world, on its knees, listens. And for a moment, through the darkness, it breathes. mystyle: Post-apocalyptic lyric alchemy. Poet as redeemer. Darkness undone through sacred rhyme. Neon prophecy. Spoken-word as salvation.
In a decaying world of illusions, a lone poet weaves truth through his verses, igniting hope amidst chaos. His words reshape reality, offering a fleeting breath of salvation in the darkness.