Can you mock me so, because I wish to believe? Can you attack me so, because I wish to believe? Can you hate me so, because I wish to believe?…
I have not returned to set the bones in my father’s body. I have come, and these with me, we bear the oils and the cloak. Our sisters will make…
Where roots spread into oblivions,
And there I am, like a devil before your eyes, bouncing from lash to lash to make my way down the race of your skin and glide my fingers across…
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