Eclipsed Vision

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Hello hellfire I aspire
to the cusp of glycerine.
Fix this fixture affix it
help run this machine.
Spit the halo falls crash
upon the ground opens
and in the flush grass
splits my head I opine.
Taste I have innocent
blood mine I bit my lip.
From the clarity I open
my vision in an eclipse.
The fire the brimstone
that keeps me aloft guard
I do the gift of pain of
a loves eternal shard.
Crash I do grasp with
mechanical understanding.
The sun has revealed sadly
hurt some are commanding.

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