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Darkness, it comes for me.
19.3.08
CXIV.
"Literally" is the new "figuratively",
and everyone is speaking in hyperboles.
Every mouth sore from parading its teeth
Every throat, a machine bound tomb.
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Broken Records. Broken Teeth.
Recalled To Life
vile and wretched
Wealth and Excursions
Meaningless, Meaningless, Meaningless
Pastoral Genocide
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