Resurrection, Warrior

I simultaneously feel like I’m dying and resurrecting

But the turnout for the show’s not great

I recurrently forget what I was th-h-h-h-inking.

High. Higher than Mount Everest (why is it spelled that way?)

Beyond the breeze

Gentle mist

Ahhh—the crest of your chest bounces

As demons take shape in the land

Never abandon

Never forget

Party on, warrior(!)

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