amoeba forever
.
I ‘m not the Holy Father,
The Son, nor the Holy Ghost.
My own Ghosts
Sent me to earth.
The journeys hunt for
My intimate passions.
We howls we hounds
Yet the search is on.
We be the ultimate n’ unending.
Beware, I were you,
Unto the grave.
I ‘m not the Holy Father,
The Son, nor the Holy Ghost.
My own Ghosts
Sent me to earth.
The journeys hunt for
My intimate passions.
We howls we hounds
Yet the search is on.
We be the ultimate n’ unending.
Beware, I were you,
Unto the grave.
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