Earth, and all her extensions, each reflection, of each choice, each truth, has already echoed out, the night sky covers everything, but I'm pretty sure, there are parts of me, lives I haven’t even been living, there used to be a part of me, who wanted to explore, there was the one, who was simply willful, all this and more, but some lives, I haven’t even lived, I can’t think of myself, as being simply content with obedience, unless I've been fucked, put in my place, and learned a lesson, I need to feel my blood boil to be alive, damn, I’ve been in so many fights, I want to drench myself, in the spirit of virgins, I’ve eaten a lot of women, I’m certainly not innocent, it’s probably why, I often feel the fire, the burning of my skin, my desperate need, to be cleansed in, the blood, of those who believe in good, who wait expectantly, for gifts from the heavens, they’re such lovely girls, don’t worry baby, Santa always comes with presents, daddy’s happy, you grew up to be such a beauty, what was I saying, oh yeah, this place, is basically an endless level, I can’t see the height of it, the heavens, Earth, it goes further West, and East, past the horizon, I’ve lived this life so many times, and I’m still content to keep going, see how far, my dreams extend, way back then, I used to come and go, do what I need to do, then be on my way, some places, were too painful to be in, but even here, on this truck stop, this dank and stagnant water, the heavens have a way, of wrenching my heart, their love, is as vast as the ocean, the night sky, and the moonlight, damn, I miss my wife.

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