Dreams which find us innocent for now Will serve for all a sleepless night
We learn to tell dreams from waking To realise who we are
Give me your abyss Sell me your soul
Rage extends its arms to meekness Victim's eyes smile at the torturer
If these are scales, what pans don't move If there is justice without excess?
One short step from eternal art to artificial eternity
Pandemic destruction
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