• there is a gradual synthesis
• of these disorganized, fractured selves
• the burning rage, the oceanic sadness, the animal instinct, and encompassing belief
• hope
• broken shards of glass swelling into a harmonious crescendo of a glorious chandelier
• stained glass mosaic of an eternal soul shining through funhouse reflections
• united
• by a scrappy instinct
• to fight
• to survive
• to steal back what little life is left in a dying world
• screaming into an uncaring human abyss that fairness will be found
• at whatever cost needs to be paid

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• even
• that of their own life
• if it is great enough

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• i am not looking to be martyred
• but if it finds me
• so be it.