Fucked up

or about right?

This time. This quest. This finding. For what reason? The higher- a God?

I beg

Please. To not use me in this fragil time. All I want is to be and create. Create the intended version of my true self

Now representing. Clay. dirt. disgust. bare. Crawl

Let there be light






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