How wonderful, how deadly, how flawless.
I have given my all to the doctors, and to the psychiatrists for taking care of my mental needs.
I have given my all to the petals of lotus for calming my restless soul.
With no expectations for them to return the favor.
I, a lost daughter of war stranded on earth.
The mightiest Valhalla, greater than Olympians.
With good looking Jotuns, and caged giants (and fallen angels and fallen angels).
I myself am still trying to survive alone. To ride off the sunset like the heroes of the gods.
For I will slay the demons inside of us. And burn and burn with the dusts.
Only to lie there in a utopia with my body facing the sky, and be free.
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