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This scar upon my hand
A, one time, hopeful plan

A promise left unkept
Now poisons my affect
 Jul 7 Hey
Charmour
"Death or
Freedom?
But you just
Said freedom
Twice."
Same thing..... isn't it!?
A fuel that drives me:
fear —

That a decades-long novel,
etched into the riverbeds of my veins,
might be erased by
a single chapter's
acid rains.
This is just a chapter :)

— The End —