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#77
March 26, 2008
an empty road-
I'm blinded
pitch black; emptyness.
chiss walk slowly up my spine.
left or right?
my feet hitting the pavement sound like blanks.
i forgot my gun.
the gravel is like quicksand-
there has to be another way.
the coldness creeps:
chilly unbreakable, unbareable, my whole beings frozen,
my life has paused...
in the distance, a street light flickers...
it seems so far away.
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