Un-strange

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The ignorance leave the bites,
In my veins, vessels, and strings blue,
The granite chambers of my tomb,
Inside these
Pyramids of weightless beings.
I am the wind, the sun of the heads,
I shine at nights,
At rooftop aesthetics,
The dearest moonlight,
The stars and the unseen kites.

Will you drink my blood?
Did you like my flesh too?

I have teared out my bones,
Sacked my infrared limbs true.
And this my unshaved pubes,
Minimal hairs at my chest,
Are they still softly erect?
When am dead.

Check my heart too,
It's still dark red...

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