I can not help but put my fingers
into the heart of what adores me,
to feel the small life give itself to me.
You are so indomitable in your ignorance,
too bad you never convinced yourself of your beliefs.
Can you feel the rapture coming? These spasms
of devastation. Scream into me, fill me with your fear.
Such a pleasant little hum.
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