Bier Witness
Missing living hating. Earning to kill - killer. I know how. You can-
not stop me if I do not want you to. Preciseness with open view-
points tearing at me. To leave this place. The fetters are tight cut-
ting "bleed". To hate "o" to hate trying to fight my inhibitions.
Ready to befoul the world. I shan't I must stay deep oceans infinite,
boundless. There is nothing to stop dread dream. Yet human form
helps to nurture the boundaries. This will not be so upon me.
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