I am the ice cream man waiting for my ice cream to
I am the music man waiting for my
and I adore my overlord
I shook shackled hands
renewing our agreement.
I am the wanderer and his shadow wondering where his
I am the trumpeter of bad news trying to tune my
and I adore my overlord
I was cast in a spell
with lips that kissed and Killed.
I am the unbounded, bound inside of me
I am the possibility, I chose to be
I am the infinity curled back on its self
and I adore my overlord
the finite
with infinite possibilities.
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