It’s unnecessary to think of regrets, you simply are who you are, and the cookie simply crumbles, if you have any lines, just say it, I love goth pussy, three shots, dead poet, everyone under alpha and omega are along the sequence, live, laugh, love, what anyone would say in that situation, the truth echoes, and the heavens see it, scattered seeds, all over her face, and there’s always a witness, if you ever thought you could hide your sin, where dragons and faeries are forced to dance under the sun naked, then I'm sorry, but you’re stupid, adamantine chains, is there any way to escape it, drink from the fountain of knowledge, this karma, try to break it, Israel and Hamas, such bile blood, but the heavens don’t care, left and right, red and blue, these are your parents, in the vast expanse of space, this is their love and their acknowledgment, ripples in the rain, humanity and our programming, there’s only so much we can do, and it’s all under the scope of planning, tendrils of flames, and karma binding we are chess pieces and this is not our jar, deals with the devil, across time and space, your father and his memory, all you cared to eat, the snake watches across the river, and wonders if it’s worth regretting, he shakes his head and heads for the lake, waiting to enter once more into his mother’s embrace…

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