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Cinema of the Apocalypse

by not reconciled

[die Welt is fort, ich muss dich tragen]

blister eyes ready to explode, cut open by an unmerciful wind, dust and ashes riding upon it. still have hands to wipe the dirt off you face, even if dirt is the only thing left.

just keep staring, darkness will come.