Asthenia / Wither
I am the myriad I am the eternal circuits The time I open my mouth Mutter fades Scrumptious twinkles in placid I embrace them into my cirrus I suck, I twine The nocturnal clamor hits I wilt, but I never leave They all call me their sage My stem grows from my feet I am now the son of the planet I have my hands in the air Rotate with the omitted atmosphere I have my veins swivel the cheer Blast with the desolated mandala Fine, fine I will realize your wish Drone on me We all have empathy I crossed the seed I facsimile the bead And in a jiff it backlashed I am there I am the myriad
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Jun 12, 2026
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