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my heart,

we are endowed with the tortured love of generations before.

a love tainted by envy, vanity and pride.

belonging to those hearts who suffered greatly in the fires of primeval

Pandæmonium.

where the tortured love bequeathed was forged.

you and i have all but happened upon such a love and by no fault of our own.

though, we must take responsibility, nonetheless.

but how?

how can we tend to a wound we do not understand.

photo: Marilyn Monroe by Ralph Steadman – ‘Paranoids,’ 1986

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