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mitochondrial blues

there are times when i can taste my heartbeat

i can feel my blood slipping through my ecstatic veins as it

rushes from my brain to my bones to the

beautiful stars

and it is cold out tonight but i feel like the eyes

of god are

burning burning

a hole into my thoughts and desires and

he sees what it is that my soul thirsts for

and it is to walk backwards into the sweet

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