I was dead, then alive. Weeping, then laughing. The power of love came into me, and I became fierce like a lion, then tender like the evening star. He said, ‘You’re not mad enough. You don’t belong in this house.’ I went wild and had to be tied up. He said, ‘Still not wild enough to stay with us!’ I broke through another layer into joyfulness. He said, ‘Its not enough.’ I died.SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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