The gods of war take their last biscuit

In darkness, there was a sharp white light

The flush of life, now intense, remembered.

Forgotten rooms of MySpace

Ghosts of lost connections

Livecake holograms line the empty

Windowless green walls. A Tower

PC waited for something to press his

‘ON” button.

LONG LIVE ANGER UNLIMITED!

Summertime should never die

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