all things are her shape
for she created my world
all beings, mother
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the shape of my mother
all things are her shape
for she created my world
all beings, mother
can I hold your interest?
captivate you?
a butterfly, aimless in a breeze
or a moth, suicidal to a flame
I only live to entertain
are you not entertained?
how we exist
appears only in name
I only stay to go insane
are you not the same?