I gazed up upon the ashen dawn, streetlights donned their flaming halos with their crooked Quasimodo gaze, t’was peaceful, shards of rain drizzled down the musty suit I wore like diamonds on a pile of corpselike resin, accentuating the woolen weariness of my soul. I could see a blue sun bearing the same color as the vaccination I was given as a mute petrified infant in the incubating chrysalis of the hollow white hospital corridor
((Catheters…The screaming breath of butterflies… the stifled alchemy of dreams))
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Fantastic Luke. Full of emotion and imagery. I can see by your bio you've been pretty busy. All the luck in the world with your band and film. You've got the unbeatable combination of youth and talent on your side.