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This story begins with a storm.

The nightmare.
Of one I can't seem to form the words
to speak
the horror


Your first vision
is of A priest , by the water
the nets cold grey eyes
And then.
The eye of the storm.
I can feel
it
coming.

It is
in the
wind. It is
in us. You.
And I. We are.
Were. Am.

Was.
Loved.
To be in Love.
We were in love.
Beautiful
love. It fades now
through tears that begin to
lash the sides of the buildings like submachine
gunfire out on a lazy tiled afternoon In my memory
I am walking towards your home In my memory I worship the ground
simply because the ground bore you
You know me. I'm the one who wrote. The. Letter.

The Very. Specific. Valentine.

This storm comes to kill
this storm comes to destroy

and you and I alone Are Riders
You
Lithe Alive Me Wise Strong
And ride as only
a strong
ketch
triple reef

The Storm Siren Dread Camille Teresa Nylce-Prada
The Storm Siren Nylce
The S.S. Nylce

lightning bolt
against oblivion

Don't Be A Sucker - U.S. War Department

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Yoga. I'm Into Yoga. Right now.

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Under the Milky Way Tonight - The Church

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I know you like me to speak directly to you

wish I knew what you were looking for
might have known what you would find


and it's something quite peculiar
something shimmering and white


it leads you here
despite your destination

under the milky way tonight


Holograms - M83

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Don't Fear the Reaper - Blue Oyster Cult

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Heartbeat

We remember
the day we became immortal
at least,
the day we knew we would become immortal

And yea, ok - immortal might mean 5,000 years
but it means:

nothing will kill me.
nothing on this earth.
no virus. no illness.
no mechanical breakdown of the body as a result of inflammation response awry.
no age related diseases.
no macular degeneration of the eye.
it's just thickening. cut it back.

it means 5,000 years of life.
it means you and I

Young again
repaired
parts replaced


hurtling
toward deep space.

both of us.
slowly.
going.

mad.