34. Havoc
34
HAVOC
T here
Is
No
Time,
Only
Anger,
Sorrow,
Shame,
Guilt,
And
The
Vast
Emptiness
That
Houses
It
All.
I
Fill
It
Until
I
Am
No
Longer
The
One
Consuming
But
The
One
Consumed.
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