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Oct 2017
You think he could ever see you with my vision?
Divine works of art that I sculpt in your image

My lust for you knew not the guiltiest pleasure
Just all of the cosmos I'd give you forever

No matter the chaos and eons between us
Regardless of my exploration of Venus

Her sanctity'sΒ Β songs do not war in my mind
Without you to fight for the peace I've enshrined

In the labyrinth puzzles I'm trying to solve
Create minotaur rage without you to evolve

Me from moral's abnormal reality portal
To Brahma Samsara's omniscient immortal
"Now I am become Death. The Destroyer of Worlds."
-J. Robert Oppenheimer by way of the "Bhagavad Gita"
Michael Marchese
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Michael Marchese  30/M/California
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