VolcanoesA Poem by Davidgeoif you swear more than once in your work here your writing will be suppressed. Just a tip.nightmare destruction vectors of disease avenues of delight a place to find purpose what pleases me might what pleases you might in faces of greatness merging in spaces emptied by catastrophe there is birth within the nature of death is re-birth and of death and again naturally the same way again and again and... ... it never stops what gave to us takes from us and gives again to take so, a murderer might be our savior and, a saint may be our destructor life is f*****g confusing justice, completely arbitrary like a pyramid scheme ... made for profit life is hard unless you're stupid lucky f*****g constantly
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