Unspeakable pain

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He wanted the gold and touched everything
and everything that was Brahma - was error.
Eventually touch the food -
impossible for drop dead,
still looking
gold indeed.
Like him, my king cold
I love - touch things
Brahma were - they were love.
Until the last kiss lips -
on the edge of the heart,
and cold - so
the inert touch useless.