I was sheathed in lopsided barometers
Of pressure fastened to my operators,
Each gotten a limb to respond
By extolling the despondent,
In the spinal’s ritual
Of dissolvement.
I was sheathed in lopsided barometers
Of pressure fastened to my operators,
Each gotten a limb to respond
By extolling the despondent,
In the spinal’s ritual
Of dissolvement.
nice image.
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