aqua --

turnstiles are aching Visions blistered with Light

the listless mute undying Children beg

for More -- at our Core

insight inveighed or barren, these sticks

prune-Out drive inherit you

obtain No it is Nothing! she cries, flagellant's

Woes on the bathroom Floor -- Keen

Sepulcher rousted,

enjambed

in Sheltered-Substance, these vicious untuned Weights

un --

weildy Now --

a liquid Sacrifice from

Courage --

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