Plague Vector

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Now hearts may heal, but muscles, mighty scarred
may lose their strength and cease to operate
sufficiently. This life is mighty hard
and grief, a monster, given time, ablates
all living flesh. We wither from within,
eroding ever on like porous stone;
our corpses cut with caves. We wallow in
black pus and bile, bitter and alone.

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(He/They) Ninja Writer. Thespian. Queer. Essayist, poet, novelist.

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(He/They) Ninja Writer. Thespian. Queer. Essayist, poet, novelist.

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