3 – season’s greetings, then.

it’s been a lovely holiday

and i don’t regret staying

just a little bit longer for it—

but at the end of the day,

it’s just that: a holiday.

a couple weeks of phantasm

before the veil is unlifted

again to reveal a worse hell…

it’s been a fun holiday, it has.

but it changes nothing.

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