Hugh eternally prime...
blind, time...
you can't speak my
nightmare
and never ever my time
Sometimes the hate
creates all premonitions
that you can't grasp...
the really source of
fantasy is some kind
of wisdom in my mind...
The really source of
energy rises from
this large finger hands
hands...hands!!
Apoint before my sphere
a living darkness
without clouds
Art upon perception of
time...
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