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Apr 2016
OUTSIDE THE OUTSIDE

There was no outside.

There was only
this room.

Only this moment
as if

the world had tiptoed away
into the dusk

leaving this room
floating in space

in the nothing
Time too it seemed

had gone.

She reached for
the razor blade.
Donall Dempsey
Written by
Donall Dempsey  Guildford
(Guildford)   
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