Mortality Interactions by Salvation

However strident one’s realizations may seem, in the face of horror they are but a lemon squeezed down a well. What remains is to proceed dead for a life; there is nothing better buried. A wide-awake decay for all witnesses here and forthcoming to relish is a love that grows maggot-like. It is an impeccable and glorious worm, guardian of a serene and rotting corpse. Do not recoil in horror from its caresses, rather, let it disgorge all what once was, for as it bores through, wear it proudly—after all it is you, living.

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