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Blight over our value.
light over our value.
Solitude as teardrop
Blood as waterprop
Undue
Recurrent idea, pan-sexuality,
That nightlong stole her male
That nightlong stole his female
That nightlong stole our above all,
And we, persisting in a cold slumber,
Shattered, little us, too much, individuality.
Eluded, sad, blight over our value.
