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Resistance, Surrender & Perfect Alchemy.

Even now, when I’m broke, stuck, depressed, I still manage to hold my head up high, thoroughly maintaining my hard-earned level of resistance. This dark pervert part in me has the lead, still. It is crazy, mad, irresponsible, but so fucking strong and powerful; it’s holding the reins of my life  ...

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For Cecil {poetry}

  A roar bellowed, hollow, like the ghostly wail of spirit passing out of body through the tunnels of vocal chords. Lungs let out their last exhale, like hot air balloons losing steam as they billow back towards the ground. And those massive paws pounded the ground, once with unadulterated  ...

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