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Feb 2022
"...We are no more than appalled apparitions.
  
        Phantoms colliding in ominous mist.

      Apportioning the continuance of death's insurrection through the intumescing shadows that We cast.

                              Bemoaning.

                              Beseeching.

                Yet unto antumbra We weep..."
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         Ben Palomino, REY, old poet MK, Brumous, Timothy and 4 others
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