After a few steps. Maybe more than a few. A thought. A sudden realization. Obsess over it and maybe it will help. I must've repeated it a thousand times. It didn't.
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Each step.
Each breath.
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It washed away as I set my eyes upon it
Its touch, gone.
In its place a cold dusk.
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Tomorrows
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