Poem -
the faded
sin
rots
nothing
becomes
everyone
attaches
outside
the watery
finding
whatever
manifests
scorched
guilt
advances
in
the decrepit
abyss
sin
rots
nothing
becomes
everyone
attaches
outside
the watery
finding
whatever
manifests
scorched
guilt
advances
in
the decrepit
abyss
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