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Old 07-30-2019, 06:44 AM   #1
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ignem capere

To whom,
I guess it never really mattered.
The pail head of water relates to blind conformity.
To suddenly wash and dowse out the confusion,
To whom?

Dowse out the flames that burn this soul inactive.
The feelings of monnitor,
Of smoke and steam, gears and switchboards
In panel of silicone and electric static.

Dows out my fire that burn on end.
End or End or light it to begin. Again again.

Fly from station perminent, wired and circulating.
Douce it with a dirt mop or spray on fire retardant,
Whichever isn't the hyperloop of half a minute.

Now rush, let your senses go. Instinct shall be the
Only continuation to let groe.

Something in me that hurts not that it matters anyway,
Being upset is a simple display
Display, rewind let it rock since yesterday.

Alright, shall we?
ignem capere ad inferum infinito.

The hard contemplative-captivity is a hesitation among impulse
So when I wake, it will be much more certain.
Not just an everyday gamble, ramble and vorpal as is holding
Someone's hand as you run in the opposite direction.

Eternally internal
One (whole), never exception.
Ignem capare ad ifinito inferum

I could only do this in my out of touch way.
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