:: Make It a Double ::
:: gray skies over monotonous existence. rejecting lethargy in spite of it's profusion; time for action. fill the void with torture lest apathy gain hold; turn towards the source of indifference. upwards and into the heart of the storm. droplets streaming now; sweet mix of rain, sweat, and tears. each effort lifts from the tempest below; each effort lifts towards the opening above. an excercise not for destination but passage. make it a double... ::
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