One Shot
perpetual simulations inexplicable assemblies and intense majesty in ostensible simplicity that taste and smell of air and of inherent reality the manifold warrens and mesh of expectations of atmosphere, life, arrangement association, sensation song and lingo humans animals affections i have no fear of death only abysmal grief to witness no more the earth.
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Darius
I'm into poetry that flows through me, more as an emotional art-form than a traditional construction, but I do appreciate most of it.
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