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Greenhouse World
so young and so hopeful
we keep on flying close
the deafening scream of
nature as we touch the sun
the ghost in the machine
whispers this war is won
our bones break like eggshells
there's nowhere for us left to run
(excerpt from the song, Flying Close by Hudson and Troop)
Cover for the Eurofurence 21 conbook! :]
© 2015 Kenket
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