Eye.Aye.I

I am He and
He is She
And she is me
And in the confluence of the third I

Imbibe in that which gives me life
We permeate your soul to
Saturate and invigorate to
Satiate that thirst to
Infuriate that which once enslaved
You

Come with me

And with a flick of her wrist
She ceased to exist to the non
Believers




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