Dwell in the blackness of the rattling four walls,
Let's see;
Who Unkisses Whom?
When Thee have Thy Back Against The Wall,
Let's see the Stygian Gloom of the Room
And,
Find out Who Unkisses Whom?
This Pale Blue Dot is a Filled place either way,
Looking inside and digging into
Mutterseelinallein,
Let's lead it toom;
And then see:
Who Unkisses Whom?
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