Complexions of Harmony

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Ferment in the waiting room of life.

The catacombs of the mind are empty.

From the grave they will not rise.

The life you once knew is now fleeted.

You're out of time.

Exhale. Inhale. Exhale again.

False memory is not gospel.

Queue the piano, and bring in some coffee to go.

Crack a smile.

Adjust your tie.

Goodbye.