One With Me Lille, France
Autumn 16, it came from inside
ripping us apart.
Time brought the disease.
The count of our
remaining days
caught in the claws of the bird.
I was Abel. You were Cain
Now, my friend, we are all gone.
Wounded to death, but cured of ourselves.
I protect my eyes from the light
My hand stained with dirty red ink.
You are Abel. I am Cain.
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