Conglomerated mass – a humanoidal
asteroid of rash emotional catastrophe – eventually can be counted on to smash
into your fragile crust and kill off every
dinosaur of trust that used to feed
in the oasis of your young and needy
Eden. Large species of affectional regard
become extinct before you’re able even
to begin to think what happened to your
heart’s intemperately vast capacity
to splurge. If you’re lucky, little frightened
spiritual ferrets will emerge and start
to populate the world with other little
frightened spiritual ferrets. Something
might evolve from them to set you free –
incrementally. But there’s no guarantee.
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