Cracks In Time
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Cracks in time: now the
Stark scent of exploded stars.
Blood black nothingness
Covers these withered terrains.
These slow silences
Emanate harsh truths under
Tenebrous moonlight.
Images are constantly
Flickering neon
Of past, present and future.
By menace or prayer,
We stumble towards new dawns.
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