rhythm aligns within minutes of time, the tesseract of frequency revived from the Odin lineage, synergies transcend to gauntlet future regions, gyro hieroglyphs paint a cerebral cortex behind eyelids until, they overwhelm the practitioner in between their vices, the faceless wanderer bends light at the disposition of fear, sinister thoughts creep in only to diffuse forced dominion, something eats away at him, it slowly converges on explicit versions of, visual verses that vary per verb, aloft in a slow orbit carrying on all but imperfect, soft clouds transverse a life force, strayed illusive contempt into oblivion, riddles shape shift his infinity into the mortals that read this, non compos mentis implies their hysterics, reveled inside prevalence, the state is shared, momento mori.
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Poesíathis will be a set of incomplete narrative poems, that don't really have their own place..
