Lamentations (2)

Owing to seedy technostupidities unadmitted, you shall be visited by plague of greed relentless, living by shaded gray light made dim of corona eclipse, the glowing orb of soot embraced by whirring return of catastrophe of waves of wind encircling consensus whim of brain like diadem all crowned by frown to sate your silly circus lust for sawed-off shotgun dust to bowl and mow down the haunting enemies you made and remake, recur in vicious image of your own sad smiles like mirror shards aloofly piled behind the mudslides careening past dreamhomes crass in flames at last in newfound land of singed cement and idiot oblique word excrement.

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