animalistic characteristics fool linguistics molding love for the misfits,
try as they may along the way a debt to soul's we all must pay,
a price for ice for the end of life,
if not a gift for the itch than a rift into bliss,
but those rats on the cap,
the edge of such dread,
swallow the sea and sing with her sorrow:
"were already dead i wish i didn't know,
the seasons could change, and life could be more"
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