A sick nature

A sick Nature of connection.

A powerful step. 

Create boundries and live outside of them,

I question the boundries of the world.

Why do you create my constraints when I don't know they constrain me?

I find.

And I 

Determine.

A frivolous poison is rectified into 

madness,

A terrible 

sickness.

I lust for the creature who made them, 

because then I'd be

immune. 


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