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Blackened I

Wings, springs and metallic Strings flesh and bone; Nails... In stone. Sliver shone; On Blackened Sand death has ran… Skulls and auto things; blood and sweat... Blue tears flown across a desert of Red; Alone. Death had ran under a dark sun with wings made of Sting and Metallic Springs!

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