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That which we are, we are — made weak by time and fate.
Hers, for her.
Harder, better, faster, stronger.
With vigor, intent, and unparalleled velocity I flew into the storm, alone, but not lonely.
... and with that, the motes of my being flew together from the far expanses of the universe and I gasped.
Every rose has its thorns; show me yours and I'll show you hands ready to bleed.
Onwards!
... and probably letting them win.
Duality of mind, heart, and soul.
You're a kite dancing in a hurricane.
Time and time again.