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Khrysaor
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Murderers
The ocean, a nothingness
That belongs in it's depths
That belongs to be given
Terrestrial idiosyncrasy
For is it real that in you life began?
Is that the reason you keep us as accesories
And the fury it
Exhales from the wind
An entire arithmetic
Washed up lifeless in our waves
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