well-meaning

I want to know-

peer through eyes and see fasting passion past stake driven hearts drawing blood through old wounds freshened by new life breaking down sobbing panicked grasps losing leashes rebinding selves to fury and fear replacing bodies with proofed facsimiles holding space for the heavy of heart and the heat tearing through silicon cold o the touch loves stray and entrails strung up through lives paraded cure and preserve hard fought battles

-if it all means anything

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