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May 2019
Are you still there?
A spacious question
asked of the unoccupants.
Empty was the domicile,
No answer, response.
The uninhabitants
had to ante up.
Wasted, deserted,
Kenopsic borderlands.
This is what's left. It is so;
Vast, immense. What
temporal question
will we wander
through next?
Mydriasis Aletheia
Written by
Mydriasis Aletheia  29/Other/Empyrean
(29/Other/Empyrean)   
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     Luz, Michael Angelo, ---, ---, Bummer and 1 other
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