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Horror beneath my nervous composure a frivolous fear doth flit I've deformed from her, irreverent censure, and built an archetype to fit; and realizing my grand benefit my love for her has grown, and this lust for life is grandeur twice what I had be-fore known. For what stray universe should cast such a noble woman, untroubled by the will to last, which I must know firsthand? Her and I were born to a seperate universe she was conceived by rich jungle land, and I was born to a hearse under some government official's hand, circumcised, they branded me with mutation the first time I realized this basic permutation: 1004 X 1003, 1002.... the billions of ways the man can murder you so I built this thing called "true" to create a loving haze ignored reality and found another to embrace. She enters here upon and her presence broke that bond that had seemed to last forever but now that she has gone I fear I shake as bad as ever. Where are you now, O restless one? wisped away as so much smoke; rising with a message to the sun of the love of pine and oak; and now my life's purpose is to recapture the reality she broke. |