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The unworded truth lay twisted, Where teething creatures stir. Caught in the cobs of forgotten crevasse, The doomed but dormant menace. Thy beast shall be relieved of such burden, Set free to light all darkness in flame To extinguish all, til no brightness remains. Putrid air from foul corpses, permeate the living. Forsaking unfit, weak forces; creating a race of productive courses.
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Oct 29, 2019
Oct 29, 2019 at 5:42 PM UTC
Wastelands..
The unworded truth lay twisted, Where teething creatures stir. Caught in the cobs of forgotten crevasse, The doomed but dormant menace. Thy beast shall be relieved of such burden, Set free to light all darkness in flame To extinguish all, til no brightness remains. Putrid air from foul corpses, permeate the living. Forsaking unfit, weak forces; creating a race of productive courses.
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Oct 29, 2019
Oct 29, 2019 at 5:42 PM UTC
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