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ash & blood
I can’t tell which is worse:
a fire or a flood.
at first, there doesn’t seem to be a difference;
you lose everything in both.
when you take a second look, the monster has grown.
the fire is insatiable.
it devours what’s in sight.
in the end, you have nothing to come back to.
it’s not a choice you get to make.
the flood is curious.
it touches everything within reach.
like a chi...
Friday 10th January 2025 9:41 pm
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