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My shadow called.
I listened.
In his voice, manic excitement...maybe more.
I became afraid.
Many paths I have trod.
Many souls I have raped.
I wanted to tell him of my love.
I didn't.
I wanted to hold him in my arms.
I couldn't.
Many paths I have trod.
Many souls I have raped.
He doesn't have to bleed like I bled.
Only so much we have and no more.
He shouldn't have to die like I am.
Its not too late.
Many paths I have trod.
many souls I have raped.
I want to tell him:
"dreams are sublime, but hope is better."
I know it sounds 'ubik'itious my brother,
but please hear me, I love you.
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