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Austere I�ve become, delusional yet brainwashed by your lucrative arts of forgery,

It weakens my taste like constant lavender in god�s blue world,

Frailty has led me to disease in this sin-ridden abattoir,

My schizophrenia feeds me stories of the sun,

How bleak and tormented it has become since its segregation from the moon,

A world that rots and lets itself decay with time is a world of dreams,

I�ve been saturated in oblivion,

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