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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