penance > May 14, 2018

How many dreams go wayward and suffer a silent last gasp before the dreamer themselves gives up on their own last breath? I feel a part of me slipping away or rather wanting to slip away and really I should let go of this self inflicted burden. I mean is this the sign that penance has ended? I've closed myself off from all but a few and used my bad skin as a ward against all but the brave. Perhaps it is time to get on with it and love my neighbour.

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