
The Ultraviolet Bear (part III)
“I find myself pinned by the arid mist, — Burning my nose, a taste like carbonized twist, — The steamy fume resupplies with fetid spores, — Assaulting the senses like malicious whores.
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“I find myself pinned by the arid mist, — Burning my nose, a taste like carbonized twist, — The steamy fume resupplies with fetid spores, — Assaulting the senses like malicious whores.
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