***
Our grief falls flat and hollow
upon the billion-blooded sea.
These mad dogs of glory
moving this little bit of light toward us.
It was a shameful waste of
madhouse time.
***
Our grief falls flat and hollow
upon the billion-blooded sea.
These mad dogs of glory
moving this little bit of light toward us.
It was a shameful waste of
madhouse time.
***
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