Change into change into change
End cycles beginning cycles old
Cycles new
De-constructionist
De-hiscience
Run from the seeds
Run from the shadow
What is death to me?
Apocalypse
Baseline of eternity
Tempo of time itself
Maybe the end, or the evolution
Difference rendered null
Metered not by grace
But by a crooked smile
Laughing at, laughing with,
Just laughing
What is death to me?
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