I feel like the dead swirl around me and suffocate me. I don't know why you don't feel this.
We are drowning in the dead. In our past. In our infatuation with the Romans and the Pagans. And all else that has gone before us.
There are many in my life that I have tried and left and they still seem to cling just out of reach, just out of vision. Always lurking in the shadows crawling after me because either I won't let go or they will not.
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