She stretches over me,
She stretches over me,
The prairie night sky:
Screech owl wings.
I can feel my will
Begin to reveal...
I can feel my will
Advance for the kill
Of the mediocrity
Y'all have thrust on me.
Screech owl is pressure,
Lord differentiation.
Plum-Rule measure:
Quietly I will...
Forget not,
I shall forget not,
Amongst the passivity
And the contrived pleasantry,
I will not be harmonized:
Liars, I shall not forget.
I search for volumes to build a library,
Screech owl of the tree.
The library is a shrine unto thee:
Quietly I will...
Forget not
Most assuredly I shall not,
Remember this: revenge comes swift
And its vessel is many a strange chariot,
My will shall prevail,
Liars, I shall not forget.
She stretches over me,
She stretches over me,
The prairie night sky:
Screech owl wings.

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