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| − | <em><center>It started like any other night ... | + | <em><center>It started like any other night ...<br><br> |
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| − | <br><br> | + | <br><br>My pockets were just like my soul; littered with garbage and last week's shopping lists. |
| + | Heavy with the echoes of yesteryear, resounding uselessly in the abyss. | ||
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| + | I knew it was time to find a trash can and throw it all away, but I couldn't find one. | ||
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| + | <center><em>Perhaps it was avoiding me on purpose. Perhaps it didn't want to be found. | ||
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| + | Perhaps it had something to hide. | ||
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| + | In this town, everyone did. | ||
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I knew it was time to find a trash can and throw it all away, but I couldn't find one. |
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Perhaps it had something to hide. In this town, everyone did.
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