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breezeway door towards closure
the rhythm of moment everchanging; cold numbing temperatures running through veins-effecting the brain; vindicated flows-yearning for tropics-neutral numbers-bearable options
where do "black sheep" go-to vanish in thin air though bearable enough to breathe? where rest as well as "resurrection" is a guaranteed possibility?
where every need, is right within ones' reach....
and ones' journey along towards mortal death will rest assured bring ease?
Published 28th Aug 2023
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