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Is this the image of a god? / My tooth for yours, your eye for mine?
Those seconds with my eyes closed were ones I spent with your image imposed in the darkness. When I rose you greeted me like a forgiven friend. I clenched my teeth, held them back, and told them no—Not before I say goodbye. ▽▼▽ Graphic Collab: cassanovak (L) + bentobride ®