Pagan deeds

This is a blunt truth.

There’s no need for a stunt.

Come,

Find me as before

Fill my holes

Dust off my thoughts.

Can’t you do it alone?

Light is my gaze

Use my craving rage

For our souls to ignite

and give something new a try

Let us be three, tonight.

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