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May 2015
It's in me.
It's in you too.
I've seen it shining through all that talk of
what has value and what has not.
Shimmering like an electric eel pulled fresh out of the channel;
squirming and writhing with a fully charged desire to
live
To burst forth with golden sparks that drift off to burn down
the spoon-fed notions of a "normal life."
We pushed it aside,
so that we might fly in to the night sky;
so that we may catch a glimpse of that certain, undefined
bliss that makes us feel truly alive.
Embrace it again.
**** it back into your skin then exhale that exuberance that has no beginning and no end.
Because we're still breathing.

Light the fuse.
I know it's in you,
I've seen it.
The taste of it still lingers on your tongue.
It's on mine too.
We made a toast to masochism.
JDK
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JDK  36/M/Japan
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