Data Entry 9

Fever Pitch
Is all hell going to break lose?

Yes?

No?

Maybe?

And if so, which hell?
The room was cold

But now winter rushed in

Now my fingers are trembling

Now I can only stare 
Zoom into the abyss

A new journey

Wherein the gates creak open

In which families are broken
Is all hell going to break lose?

Yes?

No?

Maybe?

Only if I say so.

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