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The Act of Fermenting Fodder


corrosive, destructive, unhelpful Thing They eat each other. mutilated and abused They come to me. out of a wood chipper They crawl. crooked, unaligned and pointed in the wrong direction. Yours cramp mine. Hers invade my homeland. His defile my haven. corrupted by Your help. They resurrect and in the depths of Your inferno They strive. monotonous patterns encompass The Bulk. known facts stomp on Their Heirs. none are fresh, some are original, little come from me.
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