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Zombie Priest Unknown Color

the priest have all dug their way out, to lethargic to suffer another rebirth. they need advanced medicine and perhaps a good drycleaner. heavy feet stumble and stagger past gravestones through the garden over the self impoverished tulips. the contrast of gray against yellow is striking. nobody had ever seen such a color before. inside the old church the congregation turns their hymnals to page fifty seven singing alound. 'such a beautifully vibrant death we all live'.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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