pseudonym [5]

align the circumstances, hold crossfade

nebulae nightfall, slow ebb and cascade

dazing daylight dying out to desecration

younger aspidistras, bloom of cataclysm

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chasms christening the edge of this infinity

imperceptible yet infallible, my invincibility

zoetropes of crushed sympathy hold back a lie

elysium and eloquence to pray forth when i sigh

kerosene for my lips, my bones to scatter the sky.

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