It was doomed and banned
In the humanity of night
a light angel, Loveophilia.
Her treasure prospered all over.
Her song of everything good and human.
She felt pangs of hunger for Dear Hate Naked.
Hate Naked, a dark angel from darkening light in his freedom.
They both woke up in land cages.
They would love each other for eternity in a kingdom of waking death
and the abomination of love.
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