Part 2

I lie awake.
Water droplets on my chest.
Fire on my belly.
Gasoline exuding flammable fumes from my lips.

A devastating conundrum presents itself...

The storm has ceased but the weight has increased on my shoulders.
I'm living in between you and I,
and u and we,
and I can't hold two worlds at once,
and pondering which one to hold while destroying the other,
i feel a storm arising...





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