This was first posted as part of a journaling game on twitter back on June 23, 2009.
…And with a whisper, I was freed.
Free of bone and flesh, no longer
hampered by earthly thoughts.
You have saved me from the
agony of living, the life of the
living dead.
I am a thought, a whisper in
your mind. I am shadow with
no light.
I float in rising adulation, looking
down at the pain that was my body,
and I know that you will do what
must me done.
And with a whisper, I am free.
Free to be the wind, that rises
in triumph over the bound
and the stationary.
I am free.




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