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 Grandeur Of Melancholy


I saw dead pixels.
Screens flashing colors.

I saw my character change before
my eyes a horror of realization of
being that of Frankenstein's creation.

Screams in my ears chimed.
From the sounds I heard from my double monotone.

Whispers on static, like
someone is there, interested...
in the flashes.

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