Inhibition Part 1
VIOLET: The union of body and soul creating a balance between our physical and our spiritual energies.
Explosion,
of the whirlwind,
that is time.
The spirits,
the shadows,
lingering,
pretending to,
be dead.
An old book,
with tea stains,
all over.
Incantations,
beguiling,
confining,
choking.
Will this,
be my end?
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