The sea and the sky, an ocean of reasons, an ocean of feelings, it consists of so much, the power of nature, a hurricane, a thunderstorm, indiscriminate, with no empathy, for humanity, we are just tools, for the heavens, avatars, for their pleasure, what will it take, to claim our piece, of the sky, fight, struggle, kick, bite, anything, to separate, from the heavens, to be ourselves, without them, like a rolling stone, eventually, becoming a mountain, down the river we flow, slowly, struggling, to find our identity, away, from our father above, we become demons, searching for love, its almost Halloween, the heavens are getting tired, of all the grace, the mercy, they give us, I can feel it, my father is getting ready to fuck.

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