Illuminating maneuvers, conflicted nervously, expressed - BLUR
The cloud formations spring insane. Walking in the Rain!
Sticks and braches lay dead and silent, as if we are one in the same.
In a World drenched of battered souls torn. DOES ANYONE KNOW MY NAME?
Stupid me, reigns inferior! But realize? Most likely images in picture frames.
I SPEAK TRUTH! Humanities Blame.
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