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The outline of his wingy being

just I´ve felt like somewhat weird

contradictions unexplained

now I´m in what to be enlightened

blowing a fuse whether some joy to choose

all my flesh swamped

in scorching maleficence

that pervades to a stinging sweetness

who is he,mysterious being

who´s been allowed to hide you under his wings

to bring you there to his kingdom up high

a myriad of thoughts twisting your head

why,what for? a fuse inside of me

just getting strong

I´m the other little figure

on a chessboard of the fortune

a little figure whose fortune´s

pulled down under

feeling like a vessel so utterly full

with all the things profane

a vessel missing backside

living interior of no mind balance