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4 Endings
(4)
Stepping over the fence
you both almost catch your legs
on thistles inbetween the bricks
unaware worse was yet to come.
(3)
Listening to the winds applause
you almost bow to them
almost like they were evading
the devil's staircase too
(2)
Burning the negatives
her recklnessness haunted him
all the way home
into the arms of strangers.
(1)
Visting each other graves
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Monday 24th January 2022 7:02 pm
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