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here's another one...
aether
grey wisps like tangible shards of lightning
hone in on enemy craft
enemies to all existance
choose their fate by treading forbidden paths
their sins are greater than comprehension
destroying souls of fragile minds
sucking their last dying breaths
through meaningless ridges and lines
queues form through methodical valleys
an infantry of drones awaits to obey
before charging into the young girl's heart
and tearing apart her throat on the way
acidic lashings rot her body
from the inside form a hole
through her stomach, liver, intestines
her skin, her mouth, her eyes, her soul
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Your arms are broken!
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