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Concrete Stained


Concrete Stained

Behind the pillar, a skinned dog once sat.
The blood is gone, and so is he.
Underneath the garbage piles is salvation for the lowest.
Passionate reflection of an alternate state of being.
Withdraw we will not.


Concrete Stained

Behind the pillar, a skinned dog once sat.
The blood is gone, and so is he.
Underneath the garbage piles is salvation for the lowest.
Passionate reflection of an alternate state of being.
Withdraw we will not.

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