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Fracture
04:31
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We are not unlike (the gods we abandoned)
The branches above or the stars beyond them
Plagued by wounds beyond counting
And no
We are not unlike the heart of the mountains
(The valleys below,) or the rivers that divide them
So
Tell me, “intrinsically, politically”
Fundamentally, shut the fuck up and show me what you feel
And show me what brings you to your knees
A fading memory of what made you real
The roots rotted long ago
Silhouetted; caught
Within a frame
Show me, the last time you felt anything
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Pulse
04:19
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I still feel the pulse within my veins;
Phantom decadent embrace
And for a moment,
A crack in the pavement.
You will never see
A fragile shell
In living, static, hell.
Enticed by gilded hollows.
Led beneath
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XI II
04:00
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Where no light remains
Black tunnels; hollow frame
Remembrance of days when
Soliloquies defined me
Kintsukuroi
Destroy my vanity
Without failure
I am nothing
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