I was resting on my chin on the bed, on my belly...lambs!!
two baby lambs appeared in a cot on my back! They were lilac...
the heralds are like faun, lambs, highest doors, they talk like children,
my painting; purest talk, like; this is squigy...no...funny talking, like a nutty baby sheep;...
then I looked into her eyes, (lumpy) black (hazy dead black with dead black nodules; : said; "I hate thy devil!" then I left; so I then said:
"Where is the Angel of Hope?" She had Golden wings, she was falling down the wall, opposite;
"...call the Angel of Death...": I lifted myself off the bed, my voice turned into a man's, grey and blue hair, a giant face, red laser eyes that burn...then I said:
"Call the Angel of Love..." I looked to my side, and saw...
my very own earthly face.
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