Crystallizations dripped from your mouth. The infinite possibilities washed over me without fear; only genuine allure. It was a force of suction for those turned on to see it.
"Give light to breathe light," she whispered from behind my heart.
"Okay, I'm listening. Your words feel warm."
Bleeding for truth may not be your intention at first, but once you've tasted the light; once you've swallowed divine secrets, your appetite becomes insatiable for answers that drip from the sacred circle.
I feel inclined to dispell such secrets and such truths for the greater good. The pains been excrutiated already in search of this light.
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