The cryptic engram burst the seams.
If only unforgotten dreams would pass.
Encircled by your compound disarray,
You fall through endless eons into flesh.
Thursday, July 27, 2006
Moral Decline
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Getting a Life, or finding some remnants of Life in the Wreckage.
The cryptic engram burst the seams.
If only unforgotten dreams would pass.
Encircled by your compound disarray,
You fall through endless eons into flesh.
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