1138.

A mirror to the
pattern of justice, that just
defeats itself here.

1137.

Even the loudest
speakers get silenced when their
meaning doesn't suit.

1136.

A highlight of set
invisibility. Each
soul lost in darkness.

1135.

And so little is
changed by these empty efforts.
Delusion's comfort.

1134.

A million voices
split down between two narrow
choices. Irony.

1133.

Nothing can be so
easily shrugged. Seconds lost
in machinations.

1132.

The staggered fractures
of time fall backwards, as if
in oblivion.