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and i would consume you,
as the parched Earth drinks the rain...
until every drop of you
is lost in the suffocating depths
of my insatiable hunger...
“I have lost my dewdrops!” Cries the flower to the morning sky that has just lost all its stars... All bleeding stops eventually. I am but a collection of particles, atoms that chose to suffer in unison.
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