blue field white stars

A series of changing patterns, democracy is the collective sigh

and twilight rides ever over the east as we chase the dream west

under cover of red intentions, left dim behind in the din designed to deafen – and against this

align these, this transformation deformed, refuse, exist, change Agents

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  1. Catalyst.

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