Song of my soul, my voice is dead, Die thou, unsung, as tears unshed Shall dry and die in Lost Carcosa.

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The moew i know the secrets of the old cities, the more i feel amused by the punishment they require to give you a voice to spill out curses and rotten frames


You can keep writing here and the box just grows taller. Simple and effective!

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