How will they fuck me in the afterlife, I seek and I find, most people don’t care, a lot of them, have been eating all this time, but for the virgins, on the beginning of their journey, that ocean of blue, and all those Buzz Lightyear toys, trying to be good, warriors of Zeus, if they saw you in the light, they’d gaze at your chest, and crave it, that heart, I wish I could eat it, all the demons crawling out of Earth's crust, they hunger for it, all those worms, defeat a goblin and you defeat yourself, maybe you can say, you were above it, but there is always a joke echoing, a prison within a prison, this whole time, you’ve been yearning for worms, you finally succeed, you’re swimming in it, the people pass you by on the streets, thinking damn, that dude smells like piss, I think he shit himself, but he wouldn’t even know, how to help himself, he doesn’t know more, than to yearn, for what he yearns for, maybe the river will flow, and at the end of the journey, you can say yeah man, that was still good, it’s not impressive, but looking at it from here, I also yearn for it, I wish I was dirt, we’re getting closer to the light, I smell it, spring is in the air, people are beginning to dream, and I hear lessons echoing, how will the journey begin, I’m already running, I’m not a fan of it, that fuck, that story, I already know, that it doesn’t mean anything, but when you’re in it, you’re pleading, you’re crying, saying daddy, don’t you love me, than why am I dying, I used to dance homie, but now I’m retired, if it’s a matter of consent, I’d rather reject, but damn man, the heavens are horny, and some people, don’t ask for an opinion, they just take it, bitches have a weird thing for it, I’d rather be a slave, beg mommy for a frog sandwich, pushing in and out of that swamp, breathing in the salty air and the wet jungle, caressing her, telling her daddy loves it, it was so fresh, it was so easy, relationships are just a game, it’s about mind reading, a connection to the heavens, and watch as it all flows out of me, dreaming of a blue bird, and her dragon warrior markings., when spring is in the air, birds learn they can fly, the heavens, really did love them this whole time, as the crowd watched they passed judgement, they asked if he really deserved it, beauty and innocence, like an Elvish princess, maybe in another life, but if you don’t want to commit, I’d be okay to take a piece, leave my mark, letting those who come after, know I was here, I think of it often, the journey that brought us here, how the oceans push, and they push, how ideas are born, we named him Julio, for the magic that allowed this, the legion knows, how to chase after it, I dig and I dig, I need to progress my save file, I’ve relaxed for so long, maybe its time to make some waves, expand my wings, watch as I fall, all the way to the abyss, and it was sort of weird, why did they hide heaven down there.

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