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Feb 2015
The body left,

Before its time had gone,

All remained in hallow sensation,

Blonde streaked above wires,

Open, firing, sparks like chips of flame,

An ire unattached,

Elemental threats whist into a floating core,

Rooted by stars and planets,

Personage misplaced, gone,

A force of pure,

Invitation,

To either all of life,

Or all of death,

Written in cables and code,

For eternity to query.
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