This is the
story of
how we
keep living.
—-
These, our
stories. Us,
Cursing 🤬
Mortalities.
—-
This is a
story of
dying as
The only
—kept—
promise.
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I spew all these words at you, releasing them from bonking around up in my noggin causing a ruckus.
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