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The Exchange
Its like every fathomable reality is calling out for you.
Each one simultaneously getting sent to voicemail.
The overwhelming devastation they feel.
Each wail washing over with it's frigid waters.
Ritualistically cleansing life of warmth in exchange for endless strife.
A perceived entangling of souls that in reality was an exchange.
The Devil was God's most beautiful angel after all.
