Felt the pressure of another cycle, 9 is now a thing of the past, but still lets its presence known to some. Felt like the world was coming down, felt like fire no longer petrified the transgressions that were self-inflicted. The feeling of shooting or getting shot was present only in the dark crevices of the mind. Life is full of new beginnings and endings, yet we do not understand the cycles get carried by the numbers. 9 is in the past, but somehow the soul cannot reach the 1, not yet.
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