Monday 3 March 2014

Terminal

Desolation. A frigid dungeon, luminous? hardly. any indication of light? must be the light and faint cries for aid, no sign of dia. the cold side of the moon. a common insignia. arctic sweats. but in every cloud there is a silver lining, and for every complexity there is a simpler writing. Omega Selah.

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