Once this man told me/
Over a course of one day and one night/
How his world had fallen apart/
And so he went to the underground/
Under the Earth he looked for home
there are too many four letter words for the truth that something boils in me out of the very nest of me next to the red meat beating in me like a volcano boils up this thing i thought no i knew was gone called yearning yes and let us call it passion
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