Dreams of devils.
I abide my own.
Terrible dreams of life.
She hover on me.
The fright in the flesh.
The darling. The bile.
Corrupted function.
I’m last man.
Emote in her ritual.
Condition of refrain.
Lonely for us.
The vex and
controlled fancy.
What you wish and it burn up. I await you. Poets penance. For once notion, circumstance is ripple and sharks. Gentle giant and defia...
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