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Frantic Darkening- Fading in and out. The light seeps through slits in the door. Voices mumble and hush between silences. The air heat drenched and heavy- Grasp at the last thread. A simple seranade pounds inside each, Faster and slower. Like the beat of a drum. Intertwined- As wild flowers in a field. Then nothing.
JuliaNoelle <3
