Vorwärts: Impavida avanzata
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Those statues of flesh I manipulate Are turning sings of confusion Are by themselves a carrier of pain As much I spread them as much I sight them...they smile to me As light of abnormal intuition True to thy faith, master of cruel Name many time spoken, never Understood, always seen...never Heard Disemboweled and shared
Submitted by SerpentEve — Jun 17, 2026
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