—- I don’t know how many of them there are. ‘enough to keep things guarded.’ you say I’m protected down to my every breath, but my thoughts scatter like a broken hourglass to that same place in the mind that weakens the immune system. and I don’t know how many there are lurking in the far beyond of that creviced awareness. your shadow grows the longer you hold me in-between the spaces of it. I spe...

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