Armor

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Doseone - Non-Music, Spoken Word

Armor

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It is said that there is nothing truly new for the creature of choice. Once compelled in a life of mid-decision, In the host armor of feel, Cancel-eyed, Stare fixed on idea. Then, things of fear and rare fruit. Should-be's swarming in a skull Above a blindness of the appetite, Dragging fast behind them Rampant hands of wont and right.

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  • Doseone