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Cyprian
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Without seeking, without looking, it finds me.

A warmth that melts me into a living breathing puddle.

Heart pounding, stomach tickling, head floating.

Without one. One within reach. Two. I feel you close to me.

 

Renaissance.

The cycle repeats. Order, life.

 

Without thinking, without planning, it snags.

A weight pulls me down - a rock on the ground.

Chest heaving, tears rolling, silent screams.

Without one. One within reach. Lost. Where are you?

 

Darkness.

The cycle repeats. Chaos, death.

 

Without trying, without faking, it holds.

A hand encloses mine and balance returns.

Without one. One within reach. Reaching...

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Hey BB. Words are there to be interpreted, and meaning is given to the reader however they read it. The "ones" have multiple meanings for me. I didn't focus on "reborn" as much as I focused on "Without"...the word that comes up most...check link removed out.

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