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meeting lucy cid (part3)

I climbed my mountain to its peak with thin air and astonishing sights .

the understanding was gone the intensity found me . my friends didn't dance anymore they where tired since they melted all over the walls . the floors soon followed and my friends blue checkered pants expanded into a sea in which i swam in looking for her . her voice guided me but i never got anywhere i couldn't find her i was lost.There where brief intervals where i would pop into reality to catch my breath and then the world would collapse and melt all into different journeys through an array of environments .i never found my way out my head melting into the floor i almost left my mind there in those places.at the end my friend shaking me looking at me as she also melted combining with the pool of leftover worlds on the floor ,and it all accumulated into a massive shake disorienting my sight and speech. As i rolled on the floor screaming for the end my wish was granted it was all over.that night i met lucy and that one single encounter changed my life.

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brian-brenes
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May 14, 2010
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part 3 i dont want to put them into stanzas too tired. but the next ones might be in stanzas

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