The flesh is pure. The heart’s manifold pumping rich vitality through my arms, my legs, my head. Forgiveness was an option at some point. But it dwindles and dwindles. The purity tainted. The blood boils. The heart stops.
There’s an air of calm just beyond the horizon. The typhoon unfolds above. It senses. An escape in all directions, but down is the only way we go
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