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Ghost

Sentient
Inorganic whisperer
Inept of fleshy collusion
A quiescent presence in the absence of dawn
Spires, momentous
Terrene harangue no longer on a whim
Sail forth; surcease the valley of design
Austere and slivered
Fated to bleed unto the realm of impression
A mind confined in this spacious illusion
Left to wither and romance the milieu of meddlesome plunder
Written by Everavalon
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