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army of lovers – also sprach alexander

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beneath the tower of death
a flock of vultures gather
for the holy feast
the last vision of my life
a stormy cloud of feathers
what fire wouldn’t touch
are the remnants of my body
to vultures under a steaming sun

a funeral in perfect weather
a curried soul survive the feast
the ox has been my teacher
moustachoid a s-xual beast
the heredict friedrich nietzsche
may god leave someone else to be
the final zoroastrian

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