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This moment occurred. This moment, and this mortal human being, deserves some words, and yet so much more.
But for now all I can offer is words.
“End me! Kill me! Fucking KILL ME!! PLEAAASE!! End this fucking nightmare! You fucking [arrrghhhh!] monsters!!”
Screamed the un-housed man standing in the middle of Victoria station.
He ripped my heart out, and then surgically reinserted it, in less time than it takes to blink. What was the inflection point, the moment that caught him circling this abyssal wreck, in this poor soul’s life, the point in time that which, a man clearly in his mid thirties, but with the affectation of a fallen elderly king, trapped in a guillotine of societal design, became so utterly lost?!
But I couldn’t stop. I had to go try to make a difference elsewhere, where none could be made. 🙁
The world was ending, [bright sands fall], but tomorrow was laundry day…
Time to [carefully try,] try again.
[Time comes to call.]
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