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Dec 2018
Hereafter
Blinded by a
tissue of lies
we meet our fate
with dewy eyes

Growing smaller
waning unbound
void of colour
and void of sound

Eidolons swarm
a host of hollows
shapes without form
nothing follows.
#death #afterlife
Written by
Petri Kiukkonen
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