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Shadows of Blood

 

An open secret carved in shadows of blood splattered stone

The rain whispers pearls 

The pain covers worlds

That spin on time caved in word rows of wood and of bone

The writing in auto

Someone say yes and no

One is immune to the tune that is played without shame

Full of nothing now

Break a knee and bow

To an ancient awful cabal rite poison dust form to shatter

An ambient living screen a digital telephone

An open secret carved in shadows of blood splattered stone





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Written on 2024-04-15 at 12:35

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