the liquid ecstacy of the magnificient hot elixir
flowing through, searing every living cell,
and then an instant later,
the cold indemnification.
The intolerable pain is savoured,
Its inevitable cruciating cruelty sustained,
the unforgiving blinding light, overlooked,
All for the felicity at the moment of renaissance.
The sheer pleasure of resurrection,
The royal rejuvination of tissues,
Purged blood flowing through the veins, flawlessly,
to be hindered by no corporeal malfunction.










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I may not be able to produce it, but by god I can tell you you're doing it wrong.
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