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My sun rose like a top gun ,

lamenting its history into

the bowels of an assimilating Nile..

diluting hues steadily,

hoisted by dripping skies

as I continued shedding

skin

trial by trial

until breath trickled

and construed

an empath off the likes of me -

some young placid little generic

swinging by her twenties but

truthfully

just prancing straight into her

sixteenth catastrophe

recent one just a

bowl of atrocities

so Take in

what lucidity

began