Sustaining darkness,
Addicting hypnotic rituals of a former glory, Performed by ominous patrons of an intolerantly blind fascist reflection in the mirror entitled g-d, Messages lent from an idle voice, Relinquishing administrative forecast rights to alter hope in the most idle atmospheric shadow clauses legitimately pretending to rule our lives, Such a breakable manipulative thread of consciousness too easily spread, Is it that we adore the agony of longevity and riches before death.
Before which all fades away,
Death
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