> The Darkener's Console

The egg appears extremely fragile.

Fists —

Something in my fists
I punch out with it

I can feel it leaving me
Like a bright flowing stream
Of light and negativity
This stale, blocked chi

Thank you for leaving me
Grounding, turning to nothing
Disappearing


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