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No consolations for the wicked despicable nations.
Ever turning constantly the world burns undeservingly.
Eyes scan the skies and constellations, and pray for rains out of desperation.
Pestilence Death War and Famine Ride alongside us tonight.
The biggest lie I've heard is I'm alright, Confide the truth admit you're not fine.
Seething with every breath teeming now with every step.
Relentless, uncontested, spent it all and now I'm defenseless left with confessions.
How spectactularly Irrelevant the words I've written wont become prevalent
Resonant developement this sentiment is antecedent to disinterest
