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Feb 2017
Behind the closed door
i wonder what lies
i wonder who lays
i wonder of the cries

i try to touch the handle
i burn my fingertips
ashes
flames
spouting at my toes

"please "
what
"dont"
huh
"save"
.......
"me"

hallways flooded with fire
smoke bursting
as i float
unaware of all the heat
unaware what burns my feet
i just keep walking
watching the view
hearing the screams


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UNiTY
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UNiTY  20/Non-binary/Arcturus
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