Gaze

........... Clergy No one misses you. Neither hate nor recollection of what u might haven't felt. But, Overseas you slip between jammed decadence pages, but out cages of damnation, unleashed permeated fear of creation, followed by dead,by deaf, by sick by red roped neck He seems to be dead but its remnant is putrid,dismantled and disassembled Prey and pray; cure those impaired eyes can't dechristainized the tablu within, a decoration of thousand irresistible fallen ropes tied all to (one). fewest times it can identify the self to be real when chronous prophet save it from language and the prophet from the time. I'm chewing the tastes of hope so far, Growing inside,the se...

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