Contagion
Sep 6
1 min read
"A picture's worth,
A thousand words,
Tell me, old lady,
Why are your eyes so blurred...
An H-Zombie core,
To Venom and fro,
Of crimes and high treason,
Where then do you go?
Glorious affiliations,
A Venomous glow...
Tell me, since Never Forget,
Why did you never know?"
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