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Let It Be

“I fought so hard to live. It was a fight to the death— Every step forth burned My soles, my bones, my core; Every step tore me apart, And rebound me so that I Could feed my beasts of doom…”


“Losses on losses, like showers of life—cold showers, Whipping against the flesh, washing comfort off, Washing me off, slow, yet in actuality, teaching the mind Growth—how subtle are the effects of good chilled…”