A slow retreat from certain points of view,
it's us who prayed against them through eternity.
Shadows in shackles, mourning by night,
to offer themselves each other's sacrifice,
victimize and bare their throats as enemies
within. Without a misconception of the past
it's easiest to reconstruct a future that has never meant
not to be.
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