That feeling that starts deep in your stomach, that turns into an ache that turns into acid that turns into a growl that turns into a scream that turns into tears that turns into rage that turns into fire that turns into weeping that turns into a frenzy that turns into acceptance.
That turns into emptiness.
That turns into the feeling of being numb.
That turns into sleepiness,
And dreams of dragons and prince slayers.
That turns into a fire, smoldering and hot, fueled with disgust and disappointment,
That turns into change.
Yeah. That feeling.
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