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If you meet the expression of your longing
In the form of the one who’s got the answer
Slay the master who’ll graduate you
For if your savior isn’t killed
He’ll only stand in your way
Keeping your lies alive
That peace inside
Comes from the guy
Without whom
You think you have no sight
You have Dumbo’s feather to guide you
To your enlightened mind
Between the chill of lust
And the thrill that grasps
The most subtle form of desire
Personifies what you most wish for