My father knows me so well, checkmate, at every step, there's so much to consider, he raised me to fit in this world, my ego is so big, but so is history, the setting, my character, and my role in this play, so is art, so is architecture, yes, I would eat a panther, yes, I'm sort of a virgin, I haven’t, eaten enough, grime, meat, partaken, in the succulent feast, maybe they are older than me, and I'm just, a young and successful cock, thinking, he's seen the top, the West extends so far, there’s so much I don’t know, I love learning, seeing what my father has to show, I’m willing, to beg, suck, and swallow, just for a taste of it, more, more, more, I don’t know, why I’m so righteous, why I tend to float in the air, I just want to live my life, a part of the family, I want to do my part, for the demon army, I’ll work till I’m dead, I just want to be fed, I love it, when I’m beneath, when something is on top of me, the weight of my father, loving me, but I’m also a warrior, with a quick trigger, a broken hymen, willing to do what’s right, offend me, my character, stab, stab, stab, I’ve been tested, I have a personality, just like the Sikhs, just like the Hindus, when a line is crossed, a tiger will react like a tiger, oh, how I wish to be dirty, to be cast into hell, fall to the abyss for love, sell my soul, make offerings, to the lamb, just to be let in, all the gross things I’m thinking of, like a long, hazy dream, the wild, wild, West, the taste of deer, my horns coming out, don’t test me, little panther, there is more to this life, than your mortality.

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