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Mar 2015
I look up slowly and see the red support beam lose its strong silver bolts. My lamp shakes moderately, to my right and the shade becomes askew. The weightlessness takes over my body and the bed slowly folds out from under me. I fall... To where I don't know. I cannot see.
Devin Tinnin
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Devin Tinnin  Petaluma, ca
(Petaluma, ca)   
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   Jamie King and Brianne
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