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Apr 2016
Growing old(er)
and stuck in the past,
What is to become of us?
Come sip some Cola (Kristijan
Majic Remix). Lush always cheers
us up whenever it doth get too much.

I should pay tribute to the (video-)games I love,
They mean so much to me; Virtuality's touch.

Relief inΒ Β this heavy serenity.
Here are some coordinates
for time rather than space,
Maybe that's where you'll
find me; say 13.799Β±0.021
multiplied by 109 years.
Say that's accurate!
Who'd scorn our love,
Would they know better?
Mydriasis Aletheia
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Mydriasis Aletheia  25/Other/The Empyrean
(25/Other/The Empyrean)   
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