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all endings

dregs of the gray spirit quiver when they  
are getting close those trusty night gods  
approaching slow from still emptiness to  
deliver me a black fate a slow wading in sick  
water. am i entering my endings? laboring under  
the whole weight of something. can i bear it? my  
dread is chilled to a halt. like a shock like a  
burn like a feeling in the heart i am all new.
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Written by uncharacter
Published | Edited 29th Jul 2015
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