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I am the vessel of hatred. His is the body weight of fat that grew over my muscles. He is in my body as I am in his. As I was the carrier of his end, he was the carrier of my own. We are covered in each others blood. We are the Ouroboros of greed. We are the Oil.
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"Ouroboros of greed" is brilliant phrasing. The symbol is fascinating; the symbolism even more so.
Posted by: Kitty Shelden | Tuesday, June 22, 2010 at 08:04 PM