Through oxidative processes spilled arrays of steel seek back to its ore state. the Soul of the metal, who once was something big, important, meaningful, and now a long, long time dying, but – "inseparable" at the dying of the surface.

Bottled arrays of steel stick on thin metal rods. Easily lifted up, they create the illusion of outside of the Earth's field of gravity. Reliance pervades the form, drawing around her obitu.

Alexander Blok...sleep through the contaminated water, Rust waves... We - forgotten traces of Someone's depth.

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