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Oct 2017
In the midst of the wreckage,
amongst the embers and the pain,
my signal broken,
my life draining,
the Electric voices,
a message lost in the channels.
'Zero, are you there Zero?'
and I lay.
Lay within the mess, and listen for your voice once more,
my beautiful sacrifice,
my partner in red.

You're crying.
My demise.

-Z.xo
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