All our blasphemies are only little prayers.
Be - fight - feel the pain - and love the wounds!
I loved life too much to lust for life.
Dead is the travel of all our travels.
How many times have I created to destroy?
There live Christ and Nero in our hearts.
Dead is the cradle of everything.
People souls - perennial loners. They're loners like stray stars.
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