Oh to love undying, I've seen you, but we've never met. Like a murderous man longing to satisfy I've seen red. Through contentment I am too love. Though I have not said I am worthy. No dignity is seen through vanity. If I was timeless then maybe I'd grasp this truly. Within my state of stretch out sanity I adore this prospect of humanity. Though it may not be mine to keep, like the vulture in the deep I stay hungry, and oh to love undying I keep.
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