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I am looking back over my shoulder as the pavement streams past like a dead river. I am casting striking glares as I steal quick glimpses of myself in the two-way mirrors. I am gravitating closer and ever so close to the monolithic buildings as rain pierces the cracks in the sidewalk. I am dodging moving figures, blurring past me at syncopating speeds. I am surviving, barely, this barren outside, refusing to come in. I am lost in blue, Looking for you.
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