I don’t know where I am, somewhere on a mountain, I smell freedom, but I don’t know where to go, am I close to the sun, burning, burning, should I run, I want to push the limit, I want to pass, untouched through the garden of hell, maybe I'll settle for getting stabbed, whatever gets you there, it’s like effort was spent to get here, allow this river of spirits to flow through me, it’s like we learned to avoid a lot of it, incorrect thinking, but the sun still rises, the water still boils, and flower petals are still stinky, I wish I could just be happy, playing Stardew Valley, grow a flower, then eat it, a whole garden of daughters, raised, to be slaughtered, fuck meat, only for daddy, I yearn for the night, for magick to flow, pass, pass, and be at peace, I don’t hunger, I don’t yearn, there’s no point in living, getting closer, and closer, move through the night, wade through the fog, are there still children in this world, little demons, their little fires, burn, burn, what is it, I smell it, so young, so clean, let me lick your asshole, it’s not even dirty, my little baby, stepping, closer, and closer, what is it princess, your heart’s desire, when you’re old and used up, like a gross dish rag, diseased and stinky, will you look back, go back three steps, and regret, will you say, I was lonely, a vulnerable baby, little doe eyes, looking up at daddy, I wanted someone to take care of me, swallow it, the taste of mushrooms, no morals, it was the only way…

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