Oh hysteria,
My literate enemy.
You,
And your vast esoteric logic,
Astound me.
Your disordered sense,
Confounds rationale.
The homes,
You infest,
Weep magnificently.
Their wooden structures,
Rot,
In your black fungus.
My literate enemy.
You,
And your vast esoteric logic,
Astound me.
Your disordered sense,
Confounds rationale.
The homes,
You infest,
Weep magnificently.
Their wooden structures,
Rot,
In your black fungus.
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