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--you pushed me over. your hands collided with   my shoulders, firm, forceful, and I fell in to the pond. all around me I felt but muck murk and mud my hands searched for solidity, and only found solitude coiled inside the russet. frantic I searched for something to hold maybe, your hand, but nothing came to me. water burnt my throat as it forced its way through my nose. as If I’d shattered the sun, all around me, colors and flashes of light captured my vision and stars, in the hundreds, thousands, millions yet, overtook my eyes. they were quick to move to my fingers. my hands erupted in a light that I could not comprehend as my skin shattered like glass as horrible as it sounds, it felt like lying in a downy featherbed. a mattress under ten feet of the worlds’ finest pillows.
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Oct 9, 2013
Oct 9, 2013 at 3:20 PM UTC
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--you pushed me over. your hands collided with   my shoulders, firm, forceful, and I fell in to the pond. all around me I felt but muck murk and mud my hands searched for solidity, and only found solitude coiled inside the russet. frantic I searched for something to hold maybe, your hand, but nothing came to me. water burnt my throat as it forced its way through my nose. as If I’d shattered the sun, all around me, colors and flashes of light captured my vision and stars, in the hundreds, thousands, millions yet, overtook my eyes. they were quick to move to my fingers. my hands erupted in a light that I could not comprehend as my skin shattered like glass as horrible as it sounds, it felt like lying in a downy featherbed. a mattress under ten feet of the worlds’ finest pillows.
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Oct 9, 2013 at 3:20 PM UTC
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