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Along The Highway
No one here to read me
perhaps a junior journalist
just darkness, worms
and a charioteer to Hades
Reaching out for me
with antiquated arrows
of empty quivers
in my lonesome bellows
For my god has wed the night
in shadows of my obscurity
dripping marrow of my ink
along the hyperlink highway
perhaps a junior journalist
just darkness, worms
and a charioteer to Hades
Reaching out for me
with antiquated arrows
of empty quivers
in my lonesome bellows
For my god has wed the night
in shadows of my obscurity
dripping marrow of my ink
along the hyperlink highway
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