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The drums of war are brutal blistering battering rams of rage that repeat, beat after beat pulsing as we move and bleed. A warrior on an obsolete sturdy stead, losing one cubic inch of his pinched and pulled skin, palpating atrium disintegrating as his flesh loses its shading, as humanity starts changing needing a new naming because what comes after is a walking disaster. The master of destruction, a transmogrification of childlike nature to a new monstrosity worse than any Stephen King horror creature. War defeats and repurposes the hope that humans propose as we close one door and then shut the window to stop the wind from letting the sweet breeze of loving all of these strange things that make us decent human being.
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Aug 7, 2021
Aug 7, 2021 at 9:01 AM UTC
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The drums of war are brutal blistering battering rams of rage that repeat, beat after beat pulsing as we move and bleed. A warrior on an obsolete sturdy stead, losing one cubic inch of his pinched and pulled skin, palpating atrium disintegrating as his flesh loses its shading, as humanity starts changing needing a new naming because what comes after is a walking disaster. The master of destruction, a transmogrification of childlike nature to a new monstrosity worse than any Stephen King horror creature. War defeats and repurposes the hope that humans propose as we close one door and then shut the window to stop the wind from letting the sweet breeze of loving all of these strange things that make us decent human being.
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Aug 7, 2021
Aug 7, 2021 at 9:01 AM UTC
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