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from your mazarine sky upon my ichorescent prairie the earth is now a plenisphere no longer dull nay dreary

the vacivity of the sky is my doing and it is i who starrified the rivers my fists imbruing in sidereal blood i ensure you, they'll never flicker

a gardevisure made of heartstone greige cloak of gauzy cambrasine the corpse of anantashesha enwind my wrist belvederes afire in the cælestine

the caprizant gale doesn't ire me i surveil the eburnean apparitions surge their carcinogenic blood sodden the earth god behold as i orchestrate a funebrial dirge

a bleak tempest disperse their troth the storm clouds spit lava out of wroth stars burst in my eyes as i peruse through the rift in my niqab, i can see nothing but you