Strain nails in green door-post. There’s concreteness taken away by a fragment of time behind the fleshy spikes. turbulent adrenaline waves hit themselves to the stone of ignominious impotence to return the determined by fathers to native hands. There’s moon suffocating the veins over the horizon. Resolution to break principle ramparts hiding an essence of conviction. To make brightness of secret face into the darkest narrows. To make zoom to a noise. A contest For the escutcheon of identity taken off. Red-hot intention is blazing in rectilinear distance. Conducting biblical apparition as justice synonym. Drowned past is a revenge for the pasts of that crowd. High concentration of hate. The heroic crucifixion ain’t an absolute satisfaction of motivation. Each way leads further. The new day’s reality prestige kept secret into contentment of inherited yearning. |
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