Just like A Hunger Unquenched
How much love is enough to become a human again
The Sonic mesmerisation
Tossed one away
Perhaps There's no Light at the end of the tunnel .
And again I walked, miles through the robust forest of my Dead driven agonies
I watched and watched , it dissolved through my solitude, I felt like I felt anything once again,
insofar I continued walking
reached but not at the same time
My nerves pervious as a face mask Handsewn from scraps of frayed restraint. We fear to go outside
Every change in speed and every tilt in direction from swarms of atoms to swirling galaxies
Insofar
Being restful like a tortoise unto yourself
How many deaths are enough to live again?
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