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The silver doe stays just in sight just out of reach She moves gracefully as you stumble after always thinking this time this time this time you will grab the white tail that you can reach out and touch. But just as you make it she bounds away and you are bound by a tether of plastic and chrome blue forest blending into blue walls blending into blue ceiling blending into blue Maybe next time.
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Mar 7, 2016
Mar 7, 2016 at 11:52 PM UTC
Hospital
The silver doe stays just in sight just out of reach She moves gracefully as you stumble after always thinking this time this time this time you will grab the white tail that you can reach out and touch. But just as you make it she bounds away and you are bound by a tether of plastic and chrome blue forest blending into blue walls blending into blue ceiling blending into blue Maybe next time.
I really hope the formatting stays in place. Fingers crossed.
evieculwch
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Mar 7, 2016
Mar 7, 2016 at 11:52 PM UTC
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