The Distant Wound

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The Distant Wound

You walk. The road is not a path but a scar, a long, pale laceration in the flesh of the earth that stretches toward the horizon and then vanishes into the grey mist. You do not know where it ends. You do not look at the sky, for the sky is a ceiling of hammered lead, low and pressing against the crown of your head, indifferent to the prayers that might rise from your lips if you had the breath...

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