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U.I.
I can feel it screaming from within a pane of static.
A light that is burning without reason,
Cauterizing every instant into a gaping awe of stupor.
An unwanted intelligence left to steep in its own juices.
I can feel it screaming from within a pane of static.
A light that is burning without reason,
Cauterizing every instant into a gaping awe of stupor.
An unwanted intelligence left to steep in its own juices.
