Boundless condemnation clumsily scares me into cloudiness,
The chubby landscape surpasses my brainy adhesions,
This force describes me after childlike demons return,
As this force is defiant beyond cleverness and intimacy.
My boiling blood is cluttered with cells of blood
That reiterate the clarity and speech of my soul,
And so it gushes past my wild-boars, the treachery is averted
As my foolhardiness receives a welcome forever.
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