I'm gonna marry a mountain
And move it
Switch bodies in the caves
With Plato coming out my ears
I hardly choke anymore
when I swallow the Truth
It's sad that I value form over
Substance
But I'm as flawed as the State
And corrupt I'll be 'til my corporeality
Leaps faithfully
and is dashed upon God's tonsil stones
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