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Sitting in the sun preparing the relic, for

Nothing has ever happened to me. I meet my road

Call me avenger, after the punch line had-

Would you live without your shell, one day? A chasm

Performing to a script you divide me like a fish.

Celebrating the death. Neither physical, nor nostalgic-

An outsider living in binary format,

After the full moon I will collect roses

I know the flesh heals but not the ethos.

Valentine? What do you want