oh goddess!
womb-man,
nice dress!
life's knives
fly your way!
impressed!
now I see
just how you play!
knives may enter
your flesh brown
then gold
squirts,
never a frown
alchemist
with heart
divine
please sit with me,
let's dine
teach me
your ways,
godlike love
dancing
kindness
always
above
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