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THE THICKENING
THE THICKENING
See me run…fast and furious!
Uphill without any effort … and more so easily when excited right from the heart…
…not a single corner unvisited…no area left alone for a single minute.
I can travel for miles at speed… yes my pace can be as gentle as a new born child…
… Or move with the ferociousness of a gladiator.
Many doors there are to enter back and forth on my journey…there and back, then there again, and again.
See me raise to the surfaces which there are many…in my quest.
Endless days on the move…often only resting for seconds…and then! Hell!!
Yes hell!! …openings … unexpected openings that expose me to a world alien to me.
Sometimes I fall little by little…slowly …very slowly…then I stop!.
My enemies are many…they come face to face with me often…but my army…
…yes my army is strong, stronger than anything else in this place.
We fight to the death…but those enemies have disguises…they infiltrate my army, and take on a clone…
…these are very dangerous, but can often be dealt with.
Failure to deal with these ‘clones’ means ultimate death… for us both!!
Gashes…yes gashes are my enemy too. Openings where I cannot stop myself from falling…
…more than falling…more than spinning…faster than anything I know.
My only hope is … that at some point…. I will coagulate!!!
See me run…fast and furious!
Uphill without any effort … and more so easily when excited right from the heart…
…not a single corner unvisited…no area left alone for a single minute.
I can travel for miles at speed… yes my pace can be as gentle as a new born child…
… Or move with the ferociousness of a gladiator.
Many doors there are to enter back and forth on my journey…there and back, then there again, and again.
See me raise to the surfaces which there are many…in my quest.
Endless days on the move…often only resting for seconds…and then! Hell!!
Yes hell!! …openings … unexpected openings that expose me to a world alien to me.
Sometimes I fall little by little…slowly …very slowly…then I stop!.
My enemies are many…they come face to face with me often…but my army…
…yes my army is strong, stronger than anything else in this place.
We fight to the death…but those enemies have disguises…they infiltrate my army, and take on a clone…
…these are very dangerous, but can often be dealt with.
Failure to deal with these ‘clones’ means ultimate death… for us both!!
Gashes…yes gashes are my enemy too. Openings where I cannot stop myself from falling…
…more than falling…more than spinning…faster than anything I know.
My only hope is … that at some point…. I will coagulate!!!
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