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  • Ticking

    “Tick Tock Tick Tock”   There it is again. The clock from nowhere. I’ve heard the clock since I was young. Sometimes in other people, and when they noticed I heard it as well they would cry. I never knew why they cried, but I think I understand.   In the beginning it ...
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  • The Room

    I sat in a small white room. Unseemingly cramped even though I sat alone. I wanted to stand to see what was beyond the white, double-doors across the room but my body would not listen to my demands. As I sat in the room, looking around, noticing all the detailed indentions on the wall it reminded me...
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