I was killed by my body.
I lost most of my blood.
My brain needed chemicals
to make sense to do good.
A guy shot a bullet at
my head. I thought about
how I could react for the
sake of an Earth: Breathe, Shout.
I put both Earths together,
mirrors to love better,
each on top of the other.
Build House, Child Letter.
I think they will find me, now.
Think fast. Outlast. Repeat.
Reverse the worst choices they
made for you, You, Complete.
inspired by the film 22 July
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