Hunger Is a Mouth of Death
"I want to love you" said the sun
to the flower of the fields
"But I'm not bloomed yet"
said the flower to the might sun
"Then I shall increase my heat!" said the
very hungry sun
"Then all my petals shall die and fall away!"
Said the flower
"Then much easier for me to taste you" said the
mighty sun
And all the flowers perished in those fields
and every the one the sun adored.
Hunger is a beast that feeds off death
We all feed when hungry and eat life!
:: ~~ ::
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