Sep 14
~
The method is slow
And probably dangerous
From your telescope
Fewer and fewer places
No advancing horizon
Are you rendering again?
Two miles of uncertainty
Too much undergloom
You don't remember his face
It's war of attrition
A home for you
No place to run
No place to hide
To live is to die slowly
~
The method is slow
And probably dangerous
From your telescope
Fewer and fewer places
No advancing horizon
Are you rendering again?
Two miles of uncertainty
Too much undergloom
You don't remember his face
It's war of attrition
A home for you
No place to run
No place to hide
To live is to die slowly
~
(54/M/The Exclusion Zone)
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