Allow the morning shower to burn you. Scald comes from control, pain is the lack of it pushing to act.
But upon whom? Towards what? Of course you owe everyone.
Impecunious & penurious. Gilted & guilty. At twilight is when we are most blind as the hours only promise less and less.
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