Walk
into the road of excess
with a hammer and a flamethrower.
Vent out in the nature
the clouds can hold
the muds, floods, and the
bloods of soul.
The Hyenas in our consciousness
need the woods and winds
to dam the loop of replay
and redo the clay.
slowness and the boniness of id
will set a new sail for the ape.
Sipping the sands with the feet
makes a vacuum to suck out
the foul.
Thy Vox 
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