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Annihilated and held up by compassion

Looking for openings

I'll go no more where there's mistakes

Looking for unreachable

Resisting before cooking

Once cooked, it's too late

All strength gone

Resistance then meaning no more

Everything is beyond the limit

To be stood for the limit

The limit passed, and it's finished

No one there now to think and to talk

Now I eat and relieve as if to push back the limit

Feel better now for a while

A little salt for a better feeling

Once filled, no more to say

The pleasure of submitting to the body

And renouncing to spirit

The spirit cannot feed the body all the time

At least we believe it

The spirit is bruised, sleep will in the end accompany the rest

No regret

No control

It all makes such a beautiful object

It all makes such a beautiful object

It all makes such a beautiful object

It all makes such a beautiful object