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perched and standing fearless
we crept into these shadows
consumed by ghosts of apathy
who triggered instincts in us
autonomous and acclimating
into the dark sonata
notes ringing narcissus
don't let us die in vain
how far have we become
to let this break our monolith assemblance
passive through our treatise
reprimanded and disloyal
this is the come down oscillation
instilled like distillation
seperate from erroneous manuscripts
and catatonic like the customers
contained in tiny capsules
who purchase these few fragments
for the children of malaise
swaying heads that hear no clarity
just the permeance of octaves static, white and void
in their shells of nihil prophecies
where the future fears are stored
