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￭ n_everending story 
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Moments when you feel your own existence stepping on you, Crushing the veins that carry blood To your head. Moments when your only reaction Is a sigh. You're naked and wet before nature Randomly sweeping you From desire to desire Like it does birds from prey To prey. And the desires gather round Into a bubbling pot, spilling over, Burning the flesh of your mind.
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