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Deathsnake coiling, squeezing. Heavy soul wheezing. Conforming for conjoining. A trick or two sets the mood. Teasing and pleasing. For a quickened f-_-ening. In distillery of proofs. In massage of noose. Native tongued nativity. Masochism helix form. Homing sense reaching. To carry me the way home? The distance sends a beacon. An Emmissary. A Prostitute of Heaven. This sphere bounces carelessly. Joy acting aloof. In ignorant ecstacy. In distillery of proofs. In massage of noose. Native tongued nativity. Such a cold frivolity. The mind does fear it. An idiosyncrasy. The closer you are near it. Makes no nevermind. Obsequious of spirit. I say to self, this is sick? Unscrupulousness. With a shiver and a twitch. Lightness now of solid form. In it's foundation. It's proving grounds, now shine, honed. Ethereal warrior Of understanding? Trial by fires reborn? Do I mean my prayers? What is the endpoint. My desires be not undone. Do I deceive even me? Synchronized, alone. As I think myself clever. Errors of grandeur to the bone. Errors to the throne. Touched in such a wicked way. That no-one would ever know. I feel not deranged. I feel that I want to change. Bridge me that comforting path. Please, so I may know. I'll suffer not wrath, but home.

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