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    Shark Ethic

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    The bearer of burden returns with inability to cope with separation anxiety.
    It remains to torture me until I breathe and don't scream.
    It stays to chip away at me until I sleep and don't dream.
    Roots from my feet sprung like barbed wire and serpents's tongue,
    rendering me still - a quadripilegic in an iron lung.
    On my back with scavengers above.
    The scent of carrion - rotting love.
    Master your fear.

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