The Last Days of the Blue Blood Harvest

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An interstellar
Space between
Endless matter
An interstellar
Space between
Endless matter

These wounds will be
Unavoided
Facing towards the atmosphere
Soaked in oils and
Dust
It settles by you
Quiet now
Not a word of this is true

The last days of
The blue blood harvest

These wounds will be
Unavoided
Facing towards the atmosphere
Soaked in oils and
Dust
It settles by you
Quiet now
Not a word of this is true

The last days of
The blue blood harvest

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