One after another.

Close among each other.

Far apart from each moment.

Connected. Affected.

Defective as perfection.

Reincarnation by the second.

A new beast.

A new win.

A new defeat.

For each beginning.

For each end.

Deep breath I take.

A survival intake

For my soul.

For my flesh.

A weapon.

A tool.

There they are.

One after another,

A train of thoughts.

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