it was taken
away
and they are always saying, free
you
"live as though you're playing"
and the embers
look like embers
and the
burning felt like something
finally, something
to devour
I am cold and still a coward
when the air outside is heavy
I can barely hear the noisy breaths
that things and
people
take as they move
farther
away.
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