steps in the night through rough roads
between broke walls,
scrawled across are slogans saying this and that
people are always eager to lend a hand,
even those who lost their limbs
mes anpil shi palo!
sinners&saints partake in this grand game
the sun violently cascades, parading upon
the ripping waves like a thousand flames a flickerin
light strikes the skin in unending repetition seducing sweat frmo sunken pores
so even the bone drying heats seems moist
voices makin noises in
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