hauntology-antaka

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//The truth does exist! He was unquestionably misled. Doubting, that being a varroa, is inherently evil; allow fate to take its course! Consider the universe to have an impact. Worst of all, the fact that state passed... but We present// because of //[*https://scp-wiki.wikidot.com/scp-2614 demons].//

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It was all gone forever
Like it was there -- never.

We lost it all in the fire
And found no-one left to inspire.

No mantras or slogans could've saved what was left
And with no one to speak them, clawed away with heft.

The rubble laid bare, so old
The fire had long grown so cold.

You side-eyed the last rites
And whimpered a goodnight.

Standing aside from who was left
With no one to speak to, clawed away with heft.

The feeling
[*https://scp-wiki.wikidot.com/scp-6371 returns].
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When you awoke
You found yourself alone.

When you spoke
It came in hushed tones.

Movement some ways
Away.

Moments pass into a
Day.

Night light, night light
Burning bright.

Twilight, twilight
Into night.

The feeling
[*https://scp-wiki.wikidot.com/scp-6230 returns].

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Crawling out from rubble
Born into trouble.

The iron tomb is cold like
your mother's womb.

Ice cold tourniquet
will keep you quiet.

Black mold bums did it
Living wages plummet.

Walking around the factory floor
Looking for an exit door.

Glancing up at catwalk rails
Glycerin collecting under your nails.

The feeling
[*https://scp-wiki.wikidot.com/scp-4370 returns].
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The last rites provided
Had become too divided.

Split between the last thirty seven,
Lost were the last gates to Heaven.

Money was God, and to Him you cried
But there was no stirring when the institute died.

Broadcast your coordinates: Save us, please
Televised, the leachates, the pressure squeeze.

So you drifted off to sea to find your sleep
And brought you urchins and fish to eat.

Rod in one hand, net in the other
You saw in the f-sh, the Holy Mother.

The feeling
[*https://scp-wiki.wikidot.com/scp-2558 returns].

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First the tide rushes in
And pushes up the mountain.

Second fiddle, fish's fin
Touching up the fountain.

The excavation can begin
Once it's brought back in.

The spell is sinking all the tin
And the crew is growing thin.

Merrily aboard now, wastrels
Verily, this is what's been paid for.

Verily, this is delayed Hell
Merrily, it sinks and they stand still.

The feeling
[*https://scp-wiki.wikidot.com/scp-7900 returns].
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Before the final departure to the waves
The aperture opened to a hidden place.

A collection of silicon rooms surround a tomb
Deep and cold, archived, like a discarded womb.

Symbols are mounted on every wall
And there is no light at all.

Glassy, black, skeletal frame
The body has changed in many ways.

A placard sits across a chair
But the words cannot be transcribed here.

The institute is older than we know
But you will find out, deep below.

The feeling
[*https://scp-wiki.wikidot.com/scp-4246 returns].

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//I have started to detach myself from Nature, discard all the implications and beliefs that We once held, and if there is anything related to the laws of attraction,  the fundamental sciences are the basis; universally accepted to establish a concrete [*https://scp-wiki.wikidot.com/scp-398 foundation]!//
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> **Filename:** long_hallway_JeffK.jpg
> **Name:** LAX Hallway
> **Author:** Jeff Kramer
> **License:** CC BY 2.0
> **Source Link:** [https://web.archive.org/web/20190215044918/https://www.flickr.com/photos/jeffk/742235207/ Flickr.com]
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