Till Death

An organ soothes an audience with cliched depth. Her lonely stumble reaches the altar. A priest’s monotonic mutters copy and paste bible phrases. Their reasons simple: forged love and security overrule finding one sardine in a sea full of whales. Forced bonds struggle over time, and locked hearts divorce simulations. Inside another set of eyes, truth is found.

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