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Shapes of the Pursuers From time immemorial light touches soil as the sun sinks into the underworld. Drags along spiritual ascension, divests shelter of the innocent. Shivering I gaze upon the flickering nightshades. Silhouettes whisper the forthcoming decease. Hence - you shapes of the pursuers! |
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