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Swīfan, then

Within, there is no emotion. 

Life, moved .....fast.

But death, was ever swifter.

We fed not, on love.

But, lived on adrenaline. 

And we swept over land.

As fast, as .....the wind.

Then like the moment.

We were

Gone...

Giajl © Jim Love