Why does everything have to be something, it’s annoying, just me and a jar, god’s reflection, and an ocean of reason, if the heavens cared, they would allow it to mean nothing, alas, it’s not my jar, I''m but a man, when I started writing, I was a boy, starting my education, laziness and it’s price, running from my father, shame under the moonlight, offerings to my mother, what does it matter, I don’t know, the stars and their echo, I''ve always been a technician, zombie sex, I''d rather not involve feelings, alas, strings pull, scattered seeds, and how the cookie crumbles, a level ten wizard learning spells, magick and losing my virginity, it’s who I happen to be, a Filipino, and a laughing brownie, the height of the heavens, and Helen of Troy, I can only bow my head, I’m just not that funny…


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