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OCEALO

OCEALO

Lint muon, narcoleptic dystopia,

anchorsiphon churnspigot, amplitude corpus incurring cloudstream tempest,

portrail asp in Medusal stonefaced laugh, 

portrait of a kiss born in debt,

hopeless melancolic tautology dreaming in the theocracy of ill ascribed pulpit burial,

interrogating the dirt and grit between oceans of sky,

halfdeemed ingracious star supplanting the supernoval,

precautious precarious and preemminent,

Dint of tropes single in the aeon, 

imploding science and seance in systemic reticular night, 

Ampoules filled with stars fill the pupil's aye,

aspect cast in rendition, flamenco oscar dingo eavestrop omicron,

charlie echo sigma lima omega,

fadetrope ingotsky deemshock harpsicord,

swelter swastika burnsoul simean Buddha,  

weal of tasontic quar in deepest shame,

harp happenstance cords strumming memory and cadence of censorial trap,

tricks of celebration, arthritic anemic fluent with finitude and escape,

dark knight of the soul, sandpaper rains, erasercloud spigot, 

siphoning seas sweating earth to ancilliary (not misspelt),

Crunk shaman tonic omega level mutation, 

Robix corp, strumming flex in harbinger daemon

aluminum perovskite, boron, thorium, Shodspoon anchor,

sinktank Ec-216924

sky empties the clouds of their dreams.

Take notes,

the revolution begins soon,

Ocealo. 

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