Day 3

I woke up with impending doom sitting heavy in my core. I toss and turn. I shake. I recall.

My stomach feels as though it is eating itself. My blood is frozen. My blood is boiling. Is this madness. The emptiness sits in the pit of my stomach. It tightens and settles. Are these my bones. Is this my face. Is this. Is this. Is this. My life.

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