"What e'er flames upon the night, Man's own Resinous heart had fed."
Disappear where fear knows not blood and tear
Squeezed out tidal emotion.
Slice, silent, sever, all relation.
Fade away in darkness' covering -
Achieve. Juicy, sticky, sweet confectioning;
Death can be consumed here.
Monday
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