I wonder now if it's a metaphor, if in truth the most delectable treat is this, mortality, the lives we take for granted. We love and we fight and we explore and we unite. Our bodies slide off one another's, and we feel the sweat and taste the heat. There can be nothing else, I think. Nothing better, nothing more. This life is the food of the gods, it's what they long for.
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