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sun shines in thine eyes
blood runnin deep
in these fair waters
soft shadowed singularity
world rages
flames threaten wilted purity
nouns flounder
adjectives assasinate themselves
)soft blood waters down(
soft rememberence
salted wounds
)take your deep breaths
we share the same meat(
faked our deaths for each other
with playlists
songs of half centuries
songs for every grey hair on my head
these ages i’ve lived
#these sages i’ve killed#
sorted their hard remains
filtering these shabby clouds
to shine a new light
on my own forthcoming apocalypses
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