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Zeba

The cries of the maddened knowledge,

To bleeding hearts, they echo.

A faint whisper of a simple name, oh so far from the ramparts of the realm's heart, Zeba.

A shallow whimper of a singular word, oh so hidden by its insignificance, Zeba.

Away from the touch of the wealth. Away from the care of the middle. Away from the attention of the impoverished, it echoes in the hollow winds, hushed in the soil of abandoned land...

...where the abandoned lays, forgotten.