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August 10, 2015
The sun leaks. Valueless, black light crawls the alleged day, as a starving snake writhing for a sip of blood from a rock that is all of its earth, that such a sky filled with a dying orb bleeding light might vanish when knowing collides the sublime realizations that all the truths fed intravenously were nothing but lies fashioned by avatars of steeples penetrating sky for stalwart warriors without a war to pierce as their perpetual necessity; then it's known, then it's touched, as it touches me, a new skin, new shield, new armor in prep for the final battle.