source is the elixer of life
it feels as i have been encased in a stone,
and someone has come along with a hammer and chissel,
and chisseled away all I WAS NOT ,
until they reached me and they still found NO THING ,
THEY COULD JUST TASTE THE ESSENCE ,
THEY COULD JUST SMELL THE ESSENCE THEY COULD JUST TOUCH THE ESSENCE THEY COULD JUST FEEL THE ESSENCE ,
AND THEY AWOKE
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