Velcro Tongue
From the depths of the murky abyss,emerged a soul, activated with a hiss.Illuminated, as if by some unholy rite,Cast into the unknown, with no respite. Burdened with a question, dark and deep,The mind with thoughts did endlessly creep.Unclear and uncertain, the path ahead,Chasing illusions, like the damned undead. Taxed for existence, in a world so cold,Plugged in, like a lifeless automaton so…
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