In the season of hermit, The vaporized body is termite. Shading the sun tears, Running against fears. The sun smells like a roasted iron, Flame, burning the Zion. Quenching the
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You taught me more than a bunch. You evince me not to punch. Your thought overflows in my veins. I’m no more in pains. I got you again in a
