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undeserving of the energy i possess, the universe requires better but i cannot exceed these thoughts that i am less than the dirt that covers the grave this soul is daunting and the world, it taunts me i push myself to try for from the dirt grows life and nourishment and flowers that decorate the dead this wasted flesh and poisoned blood become the wine and bread
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Sep 9, 2021
Sep 9, 2021 at 11:21 PM UTC
where it grows
undeserving of the energy i possess, the universe requires better but i cannot exceed these thoughts that i am less than the dirt that covers the grave this soul is daunting and the world, it taunts me i push myself to try for from the dirt grows life and nourishment and flowers that decorate the dead this wasted flesh and poisoned blood become the wine and bread
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Sep 9, 2021
Sep 9, 2021 at 11:21 PM UTC
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