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Dec 2019
Darkness corrodes the walls and bangs on the the door. Alone and lonely, I bend a knee and say a prayer. Eyes locked on the the shinny **** on the edge of the red oak door. Softly whispers to me, dragging my flesh across the floor. Fighting the rush of adrenaline, I step away from the windowpane. I stand to the tempting sound with my fists and jaws clenched.
Simbarashe Mupazviribwo
Written by
Simbarashe Mupazviribwo  26/M/Zimbabwe
(26/M/Zimbabwe)   
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   Bogdan Dragos
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