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spin

in obscurity, my memories spin like forgotten constellations,

a haunting trace of lost time, elusive reflections of what once was, 

fading phantoms in this silent abyss


greet

pen and paper’s sinister greet,

ink’s cursed, their fates complete

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silent specters, minds confined,

dark tales in ink, a fearsome bind


bloom

blossoms dark, rose in graveyard’s brush,

under midnight’s sacred tomb,

unearthly forces, they enthrall,

as otherworldly secrets bloom


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