[“We promised to forget / The labyrinth and ignore what manner of beast / Might range in it.” – Sylvia Plath]
After we left the labyrinth, after we managed to climb out after many false turns and damp and lacerations and filth and being chased by invisible howling things, we promised each other we’d forget it, our maze of false passions and irrelevant truths.
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