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Do Not Resuscitate
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Static Lips Missing Keys
Burning in the fire,
a kaleadoscopic angel, whirling in a vortex. I see my DNA, it's creating me. I feel my DNA, it's erasing me. ROARING down tunnels, only breaking to scream obscenities. This is my everything. This is just a blue dot. I have given up, I am free. Let go, and fall into eternity. Let go, become pure energy. Transient visitors, tongue soaked in language. Hands covering hearts, fear moving limbs, it is not them. it is US. It is harder to become fear, than it is to stay with love. I have let go, I am free now.
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