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The light fantasia has tripped my ways I saw it fermenting in it's radiance, imperial, as it sways Never my fingers touched the luminary egregious examples I hid myself from their Phundamentalist temples. Now that shining belongs to a more impetuous self Lost in their repugnant, lost their personal wealth A moment in time and space A fixed moment which time can't erase That feeling of abandonment degradation Impeccable defiance for the next generation Fixed time frigid, derivative of insufferable Impeccably derived from inner ignorance, impassable The finality tickets are available at a high lucre Their souls are tenebrific, insidiously obscure
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Aug 1, 2019
Aug 1, 2019 at 3:56 PM UTC
Obscure Obsolescence Persistence
The light fantasia has tripped my ways I saw it fermenting in it's radiance, imperial, as it sways Never my fingers touched the luminary egregious examples I hid myself from their Phundamentalist temples. Now that shining belongs to a more impetuous self Lost in their repugnant, lost their personal wealth A moment in time and space A fixed moment which time can't erase That feeling of abandonment degradation Impeccable defiance for the next generation Fixed time frigid, derivative of insufferable Impeccably derived from inner ignorance, impassable The finality tickets are available at a high lucre Their souls are tenebrific, insidiously obscure
Dwarfitelf
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Aug 1, 2019
Aug 1, 2019 at 3:56 PM UTC
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