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We are placed on horses, red, blue and green The merriment is all there, lustre and sheen. Round it goes; one, two, three and four Blazing past as we […]
We are placed on horses, red, blue and green The merriment is all there, lustre and sheen. Round it goes; one, two, three and four Blazing past as we […]
Greyish fungi invaded the memory Cells congealing quickly, as hard as ice Cold, emotionless, vacant, melting Reaching nowhere. Brain; deserted and derelict Like an old farmhouse waiting for the end. […]
with every step upwards, life takes you a little more towards the end