Id E O C

We smile at each other with excitement. We’ve gotten the signal. It is time to run.

Screaming gibberish, bouncing off walls, pulling posters off the walls and throwing them into the air.

Just run. Smile and run.

I’m not gonna cry. We’re part of the sky.

Hunger pangs

We are gods


Holy fodder

Grandeur E

Id E O C

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