Someone Help Us
They kept acting like a bunch of ancient idiots...
Screaming unto their, daemons see we told you so ?
Juicy Lucy, slithering past some fallon marker: checking
Their numbers basically they haven't got a frigging clue just
Spiraling through time a continuum in his or her disarray bleeding.
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