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Feb 2018
I summoned dark magic with my ink
and now Babylonian demons dance like death in my temple,
but only I get to see the subtle movements of the choreography.
You have no access beyond the doors,
forever looking in and only seeing shadows
as they play on the walls and it looks nice,
completely unaware of the monsters in the room.
Create your stories if you must,
you are nothing but a pillar of dust.
Michael J Simpson
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Michael J Simpson  31/M/Aberdeen, Scotland
(31/M/Aberdeen, Scotland)   
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