On the breast of a snow covered mountain top,
I relinquish my morality.
amid independence fleeting thoughts of resilience pending,
the arrogant stress lies upon my polyglot personality,
with the swiftness of a boa your meddling thoughts,
restrict my brainwaves,
my thalamus receives your negative thoughts,
like the mountains receive the snow.
I am open.
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