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Do It, Or Else?

Trains of thought circle smoke all around my mind until,
My bell rings for the next joint.
Am I the culprit for the Flame’s shadow hovering above a bed made of brimstone without a choice,
The observer?
I wasn’t present when convinced I should hurt her.
By breaking her down into what I thought would merger,
Two entities,
With empyrean energies akin,
From all that is divine inside a Universe,
Searching for my whereabouts…

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