orbitronA Poem by Everett Dulinconstellations at war ripping eachother every image birthed so holy new i pray to these new gods these ones of their war a mixture, i come before their battle plans match my fingertips with my hand stretched out their violence i fit in to meet my gods unnatural constellations ill pause everything this moment is more
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