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No-one cares for you,
You lie in dust.
Ignoramus gore chokes your life...

She has become death.
She has become life.
She has blessed you,
She wove the cocoons...
The cocoons of obscurity.

2 comments:

  1. The obscurity of the cocoons!
    Cocoons weave her
    You bless her
    Life becomes her
    Death becomes her

    Life choked your ignoramous gore
    Dirt lay in you
    You cared for no-one

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