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We are evil, my friend.
Look around you, my friend.
There is destruction, there is longing and we have caused it.
We have perpetrated our demise, we have sinned, we have thought too many times.
What cause will cease my trilling curses and everlasting whimpers?
Who among us has not the perfidy to smite the name of Christ?
To seek a lustful adulteress to die with, to die on, to die in, is not meant for you.
I am unleashed.
I am free.
We are evil, my friend, you and I.
Yet I found peace.
Without pretension, I invite you, stand beside me.

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Eclipse

An eclipse hovers on the edge of stones worn clean by procrastination. Dusty and broken lovers weep for their losses and take up arms to shed light in spaces of grief to calm the breath of a frivolity. Some hearts hold more love than others; some were raised in kind, and some bled out.
Hinder.
An eclipse hovers on an axis just this edge of sleep. Believe you will forget spoken words when all but the clap of hooves passes away. Ten years, ten thousand: a thought not thought.

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