Something From Nothing Pt II; Going Down

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Parched. Not forgotten but disregarded. Studiously overlooked. Dying. Thats when the flowering happens. When precious moisture and nourichment is furthest away.

Outside spring is coming. Chill and threateningly bright. In the kitchen of the 508 the windowsill is a desert. Man made desert. Controled. Manufactured. Owned.

I am cactae. I made this ledge where I’m standing. A flowering is comeing. A death. I’m going down. We’re all going down. But like the cactus I’m doing it in style.

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Vocalist, lyricist, frontman of Septekh

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