Blackletter October

[Chorus]

I feel them all, great mass of color
Flooded in my bed
I feel them all, great mass of color
Flooded in my bed, dissolving into red.

[Post-Chorus]

(Can I accept I’m real?)

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Quid tandem?
Privatae res vestrae
quo statu sunt?

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Quid quiden ignis Deust est.

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Ager uritur
urbs obsidetur
belli gloria penes
hostes est.

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Beati qui lavant vestimenta
sua in sanguine Agni
ut sit potestas eorum in ligno vitae,
et per portas ingrediantur civitatem.

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Sed fugit interea
fugit inreparabile tempus.

Fiat.

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Have fun tonight.

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Assorted October scenes on expired black and whiteĀ #kodakadvantix.
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