The Children of the Ancient Corn
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Spinning a million miles a moment; searching for a hologram to escape tomorrow....
Ever winding this maze of self delusions pendulum; round and round and round an image
Within a whirlwinds cage of delirium; scratching desperately to scale its pellucid pain?!
Misery cast amid a riptides vortex pool in gravities thoughts; beliefs, spiraling staircases
Unto a dungeons walls to be chained once more with the skeletons whom taunt their plight....
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....“The Children of The Ancient Corn” ~
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