The hierarchy of the heavens, and the echo of truth and science, who built this framework, and decided these laws, who knows, but it’s something much older, and more ancient than us, from the height and those mountain peaks, those pearly gates, and the valley below, where you buried your heartbeat, the devil between the lines, and soft white clouds, all that is apparent, all that is superficial, and all we dare fight for and bite into, our humanity, and the depths of your red blood, your family, humanity, and all you've inherited, who decided these things, some sort of greatness, as for how much you pet in, and how deep it digs into you, the echo of civilizations built and destroyed, all they held holy and dear to them, is it music to your soul, are you young, an alien, does it resonate with you, do you want to join the federation, live, laugh, love, seeds are scattered, and I rub your mom’s tits, my oath to the moon, I put my mouth on it, climb those peaks, and say I pissed on it, advantage, blasphemy, and defamation, where do you stand, maybe it’s up to you, hierarchy, and ever-looming entropy, our lives echo, and our reputation resounds in Valhalla, science requires proof, worms will wriggle, and ants dare to dream, what stands the test of time, everything is recorded, after all this, maybe your mom and dad will sit you down, heart beats and lessons, a river of tears, and a yearning for love, so many dreams, and the plight of humanity, maybe they’ll show it to you, Walmart girl, how lovely, bush and panties, baby, I still dream of you, fear and invocations, spells cast, for those who know how to use them, power, and bruised fruit, lovely petals, smells of perfume, the trail, and all the hunters, the poet strayed too far, on the path, look ahead, dreaming, say yes, a battle of life and death, dodging, the moon...

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