Your eyes so deep and blue. I find that my heart aches for you. You walk the halls of justice, and hold the keys. I invite you into my slavery, unfortunately, you had not the bravery. Today I see a chain outside the window of my basement chamber. Keeping your nourishment away from me is deep betrayal, but I never give up on you. Maybe the logic of machine is best for you, but being in authority is too. Love is a prophecy, but it lies in the depths of a crater in Siberia and inside of me, simultaneously. Maybe I have decided that you are my MUSE today and I acknowledge your POWER. Maybe one day you will realize it's origin and say THANK YOU. Be with me, intellectually, and we shall be free eventually.
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