I am in a body. It is not the one I came here with, but it is the one I’ll leave here in. I will take care of it. It belongs to me now. My pain, I will take care of it. It belongs to me now. My heart, I will take care of it. It belongs to me now. My story, I will take care of it. It belongs to me now. I experienced death but I am not a ceasing. These hands remain sorcerers. This mind contains many moons pulling gravities. Every memory is an ocean, every remembrance a tide. I have the right to recede. I have the right to swell. And though I am estranged from the sun, I am a brightness, lit from
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