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2 to two-thousand

by Bisban


Ironic, if thy seek for

Ironic, the ultimate

Master from master to master and master

Is it only in the polarity

Calling to like to the Double-Negative

Do you plan to be, maybe, underground

Let’s hope, only, for now, the blink

Of solar, but what about, what

The place that I need to be and the truth of a reality

Undead of the peace, I call to the, Almighty

Maybe do not believe, in your unknown

Rolling time and space

The bust begins after five

I won’t say never but surely damn forever




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