A forever tap, tap, tap, tapping at your head. Tapping at your head and making you forget. Everywhere you came from, everywhere you'll go. There's a fallen carcass painted in the snow. This must be the world below your dreams. That friend inside you tears you at the seams. Inside you, above you, his voice all the same. An infinite man of unbral acclaim. He's a picture perfect recreation of a God. And Holy Spirit by appearance, I swear it. Don't fear it, just hear it, revere it, blaspheme it, and sear it, you'll see it, by clearance. Divinity's instance is here and it's nearing completion. The angle will know it by twilight's accretion. The old Gods are dead, her soul light secures it. And the Doctor will see as his own hand procures it.
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Description: Lexipation 25.B Lexipation 94.C Lexipation 66.D Lexipation 07.E
| CREATOR ID: | 8de716 |
| VIEWS: | 22 |
| AGE: | 1 year old |
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