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sin
Painted sea bound rocket queen
Writhing in the ocean
She moved amongst the wind and sun
And caused a beautiful commotion
She flailed her body to rid it of
All the chains and ropes and gestation
That had begun to coil around her throat
She screamed in desperation.

Oh cycles of the great unknown
I beg you bid me rest
I've given in to your forces
I've beaten in my chest

Forgive my incompetance.
The seed is gone
and I'm afraid
There's nothing here
but repentance.

— The End —