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Sep 2014
In the hinterland of a nebulae
Your breath is of stardust.

You are four, but as one.

Before Revelation

YOU ARE
GENESIS
You are my creation.
Anything I want you to be.

The painting you see on my site
is not of the four horses of the apocalypse.
I wish you could see them in color
or maybe you
CAN

Your mind has eyes
SøułSurvivør
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