we burn the things that sustain us

one from the vaults:
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strange freedom. it burns.

everything does choking on the ashes of our apathy burning is what bodies do to live a calorie is the amount of energy it takes to raise one litre of water by one degree celsius the energy is released during the burning.

perfectly normal then.
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consumed in this conflagration realization release it let it go let it burn i shook so fucking hard inside remaining motionless controlled on the surface it felt like liquefaction until it passed leaving me in this peaceful unrest

& i grieved & yes i cried, against all my will my eyes filled secret silent undetected except one little spill, flicked it away casually kept it perfectly to my self mine and mine alone

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i'm much better now