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Mar 2014
I woke rapid to no avail!
Found the vapid conversation grew stale...
paralyzed by my fears,
endless ringing in my ears,
conscience begins to smear.
Shrouded in the stains of time.

Kind thoughts vanish,
torture runs rampant through my body like a bind.
Nightmares are ceaseless in my mind,
insanity does not flee.
All bets are not on me,
my mind leaks horror once more!
Remastered "Communications from Beyond".
Ito
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Ito  Chicago, IL
(Chicago, IL)   
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