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Bloodbath Bacchanal

Rating: 5.0

The slurry flows with diligence
from the troths of complacency
fed by noble gravity to plummet
in pools of needless flesh discarded.

No deity commands such diligence
within this moribund dance of death
since platitudes of human thought
form these adept doctrines of decay.

Every living thing hangs in balance
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