Woke you up to watch the fire burn. You’re in my arms but so very far. The mind is a dangerous place, and yours, i’m afraid, is trying to kill you. So I’m going to sit here, hold you by the fire, until the bad thoughts become ash… until you can’t hurt yourself anymore. Because I fear, if I let you go now, you will surely drown.
— by Rachel Lynch
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