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It's a true time of hunger

Unreliable of it's source

I can feel it's fluids in me

That emerge from (seemingly) nowhere

Such a mechanism of hatred

Such a talented perspective

It's inside, it's boiling

I long for it

It's absurd, it's calling

a new path is needed, (yet) within the old

Hunger! I hunger

Evolution of thought

Perfecting an agenda

Times do come when

We must face ourselfes

A demon-like shadow

In the mirror, from which you can not escape...

can not escape...

can not escape...

can not escape...

can not escape...

can not escape...