Prism Free
- Kei Gii
- Mar 25, 2016
- 1 min read
The fire devours me. I become inspired by suffering. The water soothes me but the uncertainty in its formlessness drives me to madness. Its hard to breathe here. As I struggle to take in air I'm swept away. My feet are no longer rooted in the earth.
I withstand a constant void.
It is abundant.
The nothingness divides into everything.
I Die awake in a raging calm.
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