Movin’ Too Fast
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Passing through.
Look out for the stranger finding his way.
He has no fear of the danger he creates.
He’s just passing through—
what damage could words, feelings, emotions, and actions bring?
A release for him: responsibility, regret, the disease that makes zombies.
Like him, tormented.
The devil comes in many forms.
One minute he felt right.
For a short time, you shut off your mind
because it needed to feel right in the dark.
When you thought to turn back,
mourning sickness caused the fall.
