And the godhead said,
"Unravel yourself from chastity.
Fuel your dirt.
Experience falsity.
For I spawned you from it."
The frail disciple.Taken aback,
Spake with humility,
"Thy absoluteness,completes my womb.
Thy blood gushes my veins down below.
The florid folds long thy touch.
I seek pleasure in you.
Fill me with your essence."
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