Impaled Skull

A surreal walk in the park over battle fields with strange flora and insects feeding there pleasure and there stomachs. This is dead ground where nothing should flourish but still does. A haunting can not hold life in atrophy, the two poles are at there best when they meet in perfect balance, then you’ve a good fight. Duality has sunk into this paper and there’s no room for any of us.

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