Fears run rampantDown the streetsWhen words are lost andSolace springs from thin air,Molecular mornings igniteDivisions uniting the sky,Conjoining the lost,Churning distant souls refinedInto something quite like you and I II Something can be nothing Walking through thin air without a face Taunting with blurred thoughts without a trace Molecular afternoons ignite Threatening to spark […]
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