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Day 242 – Ten Full Seconds Of Hell

Hear the news, hear half the news,
crystalline moment suspended,
remember that breathing is necessary
and drop.

But in that perfect moment,
ten full seconds of hell,
blooming, broiling,
beautiful sweet
reminder of mortality.

And that’s it.

You can get away with just that much,
that’s all you’ve got to take,
all that’s required of you.

If you’ve got the beast blood, baby,
ten full seconds of hell
is all they’ll ever get out of you.

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