n yes, we should rise again. power of a grin is a very likely thing to have.
if I'll be happy, it wont derive from you,
but me, myself n I.
who the fuck, it might be, drowning in a hole, dug by a monster,
my lovely monster, eating flesh, digesting bones, enlighten the spirit.
it's early, but not that simple yet.
oh it's weird but I feel great.
I don't have dreams but visions instead.
in a mighty jungle a tiny creature is fed
by its own fears and get molested.
it could easly escape though with a crunchy head.
hangover one should call you
not mine, not yet,
n it's, perfect.
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