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Nov 2018
i hear the chimeras sing, a painful echo across the skin

the floor seeping with oil, bodies slowly rising from it

the sound of agony and hurt, becomes orchestration

as a world becomes nothing, and its life merely decaying

man and its greed, infecting the soul of gasping air

my eyes blackened by the melody, as the hum begins to scream
Astral
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Astral  Georgia
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