What was the last thing you’ve done that mattered? A loaded question but does any of it hold any weight? Always clearing the path of the past: a nice day for a walk to the end. Hot blooded; a chaos ruling my veins.
Down. Drawn. Dust.
This afternoon soundtrack to annihilation; I sit here alone, listening to the crashing of waves against the run of a strong current. All is so still. When the laughter stops, and There’s no fitting end.
Always clearing the path of the past. A nice day for a walk to the end.

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