Bloody footprints in total blankness

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I'm
walking
through fields
of
broken glass
followed by
endless
white halls
of
total
blankness
on
repeat
&
my only
hope
is
that
my
bloody footprints
will be
some kind of
comforting
companion
to the people
who wander
these
very
halls
long
after
I'm
gone

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