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Inside an old basement, stale

Ore of smoke, the air is precarious, deleterious.

High flames, we’re holding hands.

In that obsolete place, together, not apart.
Together, suffering from our own work of art.

same heartbeats, same pace of breaths

my shadow; don’t go, don’t leave.

Back then, that place that time, behind the mountain trees

beneath the ruins of destruction, beneath the ruins of delusion and fear.

Description
Inside an old basement, stale

Ore of smoke, the air is precarious, deleterious.

High flames, we’re holding hands.

In that obsolete place, together, not apart.
Together, suffering from our own work of art.

same heartbeats, same pace of breaths

my shadow; don’t go, don’t leave.

Back then, that place that time, behind the mountain trees

beneath the ruins of destruction, beneath the ruins of delusion and fear.