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I was only thirty years old. I loved Lennart Poetering so much, I owned a physical copy of every Red Hat Enterprise Linux Workstation release and an ongoing subscription to Red Hat Enterprise Linux Customer Support. I'd pray to Lennart every night before I go to bed, thanking for the life I've been given. "SystemD is love", I would say, "SystemD is life". My dad hears me and calls me a faggot. I knew he was just jealous of my devotion of Lennart. I called him a cunt. He slaps me and sends me to go to sleep. I'm crying now and my face hurts. I lay in bed and it's really cold. A warmth is moving towards me. I feel something touch me. It's Lennart. I'm so happy. He whispers in my ear, "[ OK ]". He grabs me with his powerful programmer hands, and puts me on my hands and knees. I spread my ass-cheeks for Lennart. He penetrates my butthole. It hurts so much, but I do it for Lennart. I can feel my butt tearing as my eyes start to water. I push against his force. I want to please Lennart. He roars a mighty roar, as he fills my butt with his love. My dad walks in. Lennart looks him straight in the eye, and says, "I am expanding SystemD". Lennart leaves through my window. SystemD is love. SystemD is life.