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#unbreach
Imprison the blaze for unlearning the ghost of our light to bow down before an interim simulacrum of the sham. You said, that the colours are so hurting; that this soundless shapelessness comforts you. I cannot extricate you. Cannot unleash from the unbreachable for I learned that this stasis is your only home.
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Aug 5, 2017
Aug 5, 2017 at 6:42 AM UTC
Stasis