In the wake of a churning dark fractal snake thing
that thought it had won, No, the electromagnetic
heart beats generate The Love, refueling with millegrams
of the endogenous neurotransmitter, receding the minority with an oscillation
as it approached a red balance
all we could do was spread
these words, the light that shines behind the paradoxes
that await anyone
who seeks what lies on the other side of this
that intertwines
who wants to know
will not, and will
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