A little dead

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I grabbed it with the touch of a feather. Crawled to the back of my mind to see my brother. The fire was red as he crumbled away. I felt alone again. I looked up and saw a light. It was lovely and happy. But I wasnt ready. I wasn't ready to kill my flesh just yet. You can not live as before if you want to join thy kingdom. I wasn't ready. Not yet not yet. I fell asleep with sin once again.

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