swimming through bleached coral as the choral orchestra stands on red algae that feels of rotten meat in the corpulent heat of another episode of the damned souls seeking salvation while living beyond the meanings
soar beneath the surface of polluted unfulfilled wishes, eyes burning from toxins, man-made filaments of electro-mechanical angular screams into the emptiness of bare nerves in saline residential restrictions
I feel like this could be much longer.
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I lost the thread of it. Agree though
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I completely understand!
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