
Three
The ghost... I am... caresses reality
the eye... you are.. devouring the light
the blade... fate is... cuts deep in our silhouette
into furrows of our last day
The ghost... I am... caresses reality
the eye... you are.. devouring the light
the blade... fate is... cuts deep in our silhouette
into furrows of our last day
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