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Sep 2016
Walking back home along the rim of the galaxy, the colours rip her body into an abyss, and her whole entirety spills from her guts.

The fears and terror that dare not haunt the day,

well, the brass of city lights taunt them to play

yet as the door shuts, the dread will always shrink away.
I wrote this walking home in the dark which was, as always, a terrifying experience.
Roo
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Roo  England
(England)   
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