how strong...
??
how...
strong..
your grasp can be..
o try..
my best
to dive you in!
...
the swamp needs what i hate
and i hate you
...today..
when the mist is dense
and i dream of the moisty forests
as my only grace!
my relief
from human stinking kind...

each day
away
and away
each step...
with each word..
with each movement..
deeply hateful but modest
on mind
deeply away
away from all

misanthropy is the dancer!
she cant dance while others watch
so we walk gently through the woods
never disturb their peace
misanthropy and the old Witch,,,
they sit at the bank of a river
they say the words
we dont get...
they say the word
we LOVE without knowing this!
...
without knowing this..
Misanthropy my mother...
A witch - my eternal lover...
they speak
among the trees and the river carries their complaints... .

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