Jun 5
The Stranger by Aorta contains 51 horses
As If That Blind Rage Washed Myself Clean
Discarded Mine Hope
For The First Time That Night Alive Among Signs And Stars
I Gave Myself Before Thee Tender Indifference Off Thine Universe
Eye Only Hope That There Will Bee One Large Crowd Off Watcher During My Own Execution
And They Will Receive Mee Along Cries Off Pure Hatred
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