My womb

There’s a vast voracious jaw spreading from in between my legs…. it consumes everything — from atoms and molecules, to people, cars, streets, sidewalks, buildings… the earth and the stars… but it craves for more…. and more…. and more…. my soul is torn and bleeding… inside of it fire is mixed with ice and I am freezing and burning at the same time… I suffer and die each second.. and then I am reborn pure and white as the first snow…. for I am a child… and a whore… and a mother…. there are milions of galaxies and universes born and thriving in my uterus where good and evil are intertwined and clung in a neverending battle until the end of time and beyond.

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