The air chills upon entering
As hollow air follows behind
And murmurs ghost over the skin
Whispers yell from no particular place
Shocking the system
But no one believes
That history never dies
-Kel Dayheart
By Kel Dayheart
The air chills upon entering
As hollow air follows behind
And murmurs ghost over the skin
Whispers yell from no particular place
Shocking the system
But no one believes
That history never dies
-Kel Dayheart
Fragment of a Figment 
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