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f-Thimiato 1

A small bomb that malfunctioned, Only its fuse must've gone off. A lot of smoke; and burned fingers. "That church-boy is on fire!" Herouvim2,...
Cherry

Ancestors

As my scanner slashes with its sharp light through thousands of faded shades of grey it disturbs your peaceful rest. And as I touch you with my...

Be careful

I did not watch out. The dust blinded me, That the strong wind has raised suddenly And has t o r n billboards advertising cigarettes, And posters of...

C-The honey-jar wasp-trap

The honey-jar wasp-trap is set. Sticky, syrupy, viscous liquid. Transparent, light refracting, ruby allures them to, such a sweet, death! They...