Memoirs Of A Pipe-Smoking Bunny presents:
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"Evisage Ichor"
but they killed me
when I was small; free.
Look around, look inside,
you may feel where death persists.
Let go, we are everything.
Feel the blood running through your veins.
You've been conned into the greatest lie:
That you are you and that I am me.