The soothing echoes blush away in roaring elegance, bruising passion with swift steps and transparent flesh.
A clamped myth decorates giant palace walls, reeling through centuries and longing for bitter-sweet tastes of blood and wine.
Metaphorical invasions fill arenas with media-crazed emphasis, blasting in full scale silence from one dimension of ghosts to another...the marbled cemetery rejoices with hybrid flowers, hanging from hooks like abandoned corpses and memos of sacred orgasms.
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