I’ve been on a freight train today, you? - #NaPoWriMo22 Day 11

When it’s a whirlwind, it’s a whirlwind.
What else might you expect
when you pile on
and on and on?
Don’t pretend you didn’t ask for
this. You just didn’t realize it.
That is the unfortunate
truth of naiveté.
And of desire.


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