Open on our hero in green. No. Open on our hero standing in a field of fresh vegetation and stemming and handing philodendron, covered elbows to kneecaps in grass stains, and hybrid tech cyborging about 7% of our hero’s body. LED lights flickering and failing in some areas, “But I made it this far.” Bound a leap that saves us all. Something that’s reminiscent of all the people loved in a lifetime. Their faces and meaning. Stories of loss and accomplishment. For every last crevasse on their face. Determined for expansion. The only way to present is inward. Out-bound trajectory like it’s the last voice to ever hear it. It being the will of self to transgress. Emerge with Nyege Nyege Tapes and Otim Alpha in Gulu City Anthems. It’s every bit of you as it is me.
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