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The Leach
they know not a word for her feeling
nor reveal the pseudonym state of mind
Lucid images scream
high with clarity
but all is dark and neon will dance undefined
There is a lot of meaningless emotion
overflowing from a nasty deluge
She can live in blistering memories
or steal the light
feigning what you extrude.