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Of Ghostowne.

When you survive, reincarnation
or otherwise, dearest
prisoners of the game, I assure
you, you will
find this place we know
to be in a shambles,
a wreck ripe
for the rats
and other scavengers.

Why would you wed
yourself to this ghosttowne?

Wander on, apply wisdom
earned elsewhere, seed
the motherfucking cosmos.

Anything, anywhere…
Why stay:
this, remain:
here?

“It is the hell
I know.
The ghostowne
I must own.”

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