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End Race
Privy to my crypt
O paragon!
I turn around in my ashes.
And take a rebirth.
Inextinguishable
was my desire―
of gravid pain. Life
opens a new book of
unmeanings.
Will not call you by
any other name.
I will set you free today.
Through discreet,
stenosis. I will move
in your veins till eternity.
A pure kill―
I vibrate to
catch the last glimpse of the ocean.
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