I am going to lose what is left of my mind,
and everything else is mine that is up in flames.
Limbo...
Precautionary,
But it was a tale for the ages.
I am living.
Leaving.
Releaving.
Filled to the brim with sizzling coals.
Dripping water on and all over the foreheads of everyone for the sake of smearing,
Like a trail of smoke that we will follow into clusters of space.
Burning hard...
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