Emerging anew from the darkness of the tunnel I had crawled back into.
Free finally from a long overdue gestation in the foetid maw of the whore whose womb has been my tomb.
No more time submerged and weightless in that dark fremitus.
The caul is now broken.
Cold air fills my lungs once again.
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