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Description
It is here where you lay
a cheek
upon the breast
of yesterday

A pale dish of tepid
flavor;
a honeycomb of memories
and no sweetness

Dewed soil under Morning's vapors
we mourn;
for metal has come
with no soft life,
and no velvet dirt
for our fretful fingers

We lose some strength
but their beams grow piercing
in neuvo - alien nightscapes
bitter blue lights
and frigid deadly dynasty

Neurons grieve,
groaning for ground
and our organic
glory

Description
It is here where you lay
a cheek
upon the breast
of yesterday

A pale dish of tepid
flavor;
a honeycomb of memories
and no sweetness

Dewed soil under Morning's vapors
we mourn;
for metal has come
with no soft life,
and no velvet dirt
for our fretful fingers

We lose some strength
but their beams grow piercing
in neuvo - alien nightscapes
bitter blue lights
and frigid deadly dynasty

Neurons grieve,
groaning for ground
and our organic
glory