take heed my fellow and weigh your fervent heart. energize with vicious fortitude and with you, me, that patron saints on murals above, the ones under which you walk, search within you through me among you, which I alone cannot possess.
your words mean a thing.
everything.
If the tide turned and I couldn’t (….reprieve), would you still hear my plea???


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