Circumstances
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Decadence dripping from the corner of your clubmaster
Hardly blending into a Sunset Boulevard summer
These tribulations embraced me like kintsugi
like velvet ribbons, flowery gowns, lace chantilly
Powdery women and pompous men
Their voices were nectar and ambrosia:
"Armageddon punishes the realists,
for hedonists died in euphoria"
The world churns on counter-clockwise
Hector, Paris, Sisphyus, Oedipus:
Stuck in our blessed roles and circumstances
To save the dragon, I must slay the princess
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