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I am sealed within my bubble looking out the window at a world apart wondering if its warm or cool quiet or loud. what is the smell of the street outside how would it taste? time to break out of the seal...
the dark smog enveloped my senses, making me oblivious to the world outside, kind of comforting and scary at once. I could hear the river the trains and traffic , some people in the distance and some close by, ummm so alone in the city
Drunken and drugged he stumbled towards the door, muttering about all that had lead to this state of affairs.
Would he make it home in time or would it be too late yet again and this time for good it would be lost.
Then he felt it coming from deep below a shudder a tremble he new it from days of old...
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