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I am Immortal I am Invincible I am Imemorable I am the blackness living deep in the bile ducts of your lungs, I hear you whisper my name; and I shiver. I have neither hero nor god: I am that I am that I am- ALIVE I learned not the word caution I know not the meaning of a future: I am where I am where I am- NOW The bullet which ricocheted off my right *** cheek and exploded through my left ******** seemed to have its own voice as it whizzed by, winking, “The truth may set you free young man, but not until it is finished with you.”
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May 2, 2016
May 2, 2016 at 8:08 PM UTC
caligulas-exit
9th street Chester 4/20/16 or, On surviving a gunshot
I am Immortal I am Invincible I am Imemorable I am the blackness living deep in the bile ducts of your lungs, I hear you whisper my name; and I shiver. I have neither hero nor god: I am that I am that I am- ALIVE I learned not the word caution I know not the meaning of a future: I am where I am where I am- NOW The bullet which ricocheted off my right *** cheek and exploded through my left ******** seemed to have its own voice as it whizzed by, winking, “The truth may set you free young man, but not until it is finished with you.”
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