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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 was avoiding me on purpose. Perhaps it didn't want to be found.
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Revision as of 11:43, 28 December 2013



It started like any other night ...

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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.

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 was avoiding me on purpose. Perhaps it didn't want to be found.

Perhaps it had something to hide.

In this town, everyone did.

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