Death’s field

‘Nothing to be done today. You left me behind before I started talking to you, you left me in death’s field before I could start living. Hence the laughter, the risus purus. There are no tactics today, nothing to be won. Make your peace with death. Pregnant saying. Yet not I but death liveth in me. To live a dying life, a living death.’

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