I cross my legs and kneel in an awkward composure as I reach out
my irises to read the titles of Nietzsche’s myriad books and
translations. I do not dare to touch a single one but I stay still
avoiding any movement in the presence of such brilliance aware at any
gesture that I may produce will engulf me for sure. My heart rate
increases slightly and my limp arms begin to sway in a awful manner I
stop myself before my ignorance prevails I couldn't take it any
longer, I stand up and walk away considering a full bodied tattoo of
this lusted over character.
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