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Mar 2017
the feeling of despair
and sadness seep
through my brain,

slowly creeping into
the back of my mind,
leading my thoughts

to a sudden stop.

oh.

my hands rush to
the tissues, taking
two or three at once.

hurriedly wiping at
the spilled coffee that
quickly spread over my
computer.

the screen flickers

on to off
off to on

screen flickers once more,
before giving a sigh,

                         a sputter,

and then black.
chris
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chris  21/F/tokyo
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