they move like a procession falling into a slow line. dancing in black time. with fake cures for fake diseases. false afflictions and irresistible curses. bottling out of what isn't. to become what will never be. the excluded will become the excluding. taken in parts. the damned won't stay damned. they will bless each other to death. we must be in a state of perdition in order to attain salvation.
nothing can come into being without excluding something else.
there are no positive differences.
i hang my head. i drown my fear. and you all will disappear.
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