beyond the costs involved that fade out again, i could almost hear it .
a heart that's young enough to crush beneath the smell of all the plastic explosives.
the silent invasion is over.
a cloud of smoke dissolves and fades out again.
just beyond the clearing the landscapes covered under dust.
the sound of false alarms are our only protection.
separate the signal/vacate the building...
swept beneath the dirty opportunity to process, communicate, collapse and sever.
trapped between a motorcade and open casket surgery, choking on the chemistry of fractured speech forever.
this is a permanent favor.
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