Resonance, Mirror.

A new beginning. A new lunar cycle. I go onwards. Calm and serene, I had the gift of absorbing his anger and transforming it into light. To let his attacks collide with my soul and to hurl them into the vastness of nothingness. I heard my heart beating as he tried to coax the teeth out of my small-self. To crush my balance. But we hugged as we smoked the pipe of peace. I feel strong, poetic.

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