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Sep 2019
In their heinous vacuous vicious carcasses
****** ghouls with piercing wrath for brightness  
and its always been their duty to dehumanize the living
and destroy and make them recreant to the smelting cadavers
here stands one that only surrenders to the Divine and thus edifices
he who stands in the toxic bile of red dragons fearless and in grace
the blessed messenger of the Utmost that has bathe reptiles in shame
watching with contempt and pious disdain as fevered tongues flicker the belly crawlers writ and spin in their slime and cannibalize themselves
Cadavers know no shame, madness has no eyes an ears for enlightenment
in strangulated howls they hail marks of serpentine condemnation
inhumane sub-species the ghosts of past-particles from the caves
Yenson
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Yenson  M/London
(M/London)   
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