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Form of existence - the misery that fills this world
Bit by bit of same destroying what little is left of it...

Remediless madaly, for centuries devouring propeling yield of its poison
Posion that spreads its stench, trampling everything in sight.

Thy stench, that creates a new aura called life.

Made of stench, the new sphere, poisoning everything in sight
Corrosive with poison the puzzles of which is consist
Inside discharged, just rotting shell of human life.

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