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Hyperloop
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2023-02-23
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Raido and Algiz
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inverted both mean
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nearly the same exact damn thing.
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But one is push
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while the other is pull:
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extension cord plugged into itself,
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forever either half-full,
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infinite feedback on null.
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Straddled over your comatose body,
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chaotic blood draining energy
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and then pushing it back into your veins
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to keep your rivers flowing.
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That's how our relationship always
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plays
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out, freeing each other from Golden Cages
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and recovering our powers of flight
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and saving each other
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from whatever
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problems turn themselves to plights.
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One pushes while the other pulls,
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retrieving water from a well deep but full.
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You taught me, when in leg cramp,
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to grab
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my ankle and pull it to my crotch.
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The pain
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would go away,
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but the thick
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stiff
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lump would stay
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until I managed to walk it off.
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I've got a theory
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that's nearly
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the same,
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but I had to wait
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until the full moon came.
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If I cycle your energy through all your cells
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and slowly siphon off the excess,
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you won't go feral
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and you'll wake up without destruction's distress.
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The woman with the carmine eyes
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awakens with whole body relaxed,
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looks up at her lover, the parasite,
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and whispers, "I think the worst is past.
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I'm so damn grateful you're in my life."
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***
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CC BY-NC-SA 4.0 (c) Vane Vander
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