Oh,
organism of mine.
Oh,
human which I exist tethered to.
Be you,
seeking every tomorrow.
Be you,
seeking power,
within your simplistic grip.
Oh,
organism,
be you,
an immortal being.
For,
whispers pierce thine ears.
Gold,
be this whisper,
I hear.
For,
within such,
the water within,
becomes light.
The,
very essence of such.
Oh,
bright be the light within.
Bright,
be such,
as such becomes,
my every whim.
For,
to be immortal,
is be light,
every second...
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