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Alter Earth of Toxic Emotion

Dimensions of a parallel existence.

This sphere is a noxious growing red orb of tension. Only three of us here. We have no beginning or end. A force of pressure and angst fills every space of the atmosphere.

We stand locked hand in hand floating in poisonous gas. The fumes are produced continuously and our days are nights. We do not sleep.

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Bringing real feelings along with messages of inspiration and imagination to life. Awakening is the symptom of my infectious condition. Poetry is my condition.

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Greg Prince

Greg Prince

Bringing real feelings along with messages of inspiration and imagination to life. Awakening is the symptom of my infectious condition. Poetry is my condition.

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