let’s not call it a
decision. no,
it’s a necessity,
i fear.
blinded,
i thought i’d
kept us alive,
but i’ve found the
only thing left,
lingering, was my own
distress.
“a lot of people do this,”
she said, “we’re not
the first.”
no, i think,
she’s not the first at all.
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