As a person, I''m at most, a part of the web entangling humanity, under the stars, doomed to do my part, an agent, representing the place my chess piece lands, so many shadows exist, and their reality depend on sheerness of the veil, within the depths of the night, what are you willing to believe, within the depths of the abyss, the softness, mermaids and unicorns, such free-flowing titties, as children grow, they wonder and they dream, such a beautiful girl, pearly white skin, and so clean, your father watches, and he arranges your place, the questions you’re asking and the man you want to be, and while you’re wonder, he’s in a room with your childhood crush, making babies, feeding on the blood of virgins, you don’t have to acknowledge it, but the sun and the moon, all the faeries and the dragons, your pumping heart, the depth of your love, they will continue to dance forever, feeding on eternal fruit, the spirit is ever-flowing, my flesh can feed so many, so hungry, young blood, demons and their satisfaction…


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