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1d
This afternoon, I was pacing
in public.
I stepped perfectly
in the tiles,
perfectly
keeping pace.
Out of the corner of my eye, a little boy, walking just behind me
in my peripherals.
He had blue sneakers on.
I assumed it was my little friend,
coming to play.
But I could've sworn his sneakers were
red.
And how is he being so quiet?
I finally finished pacing, and whirled around
to scare him, make him laugh his adorable little laugh.
But there was no one there.
No one at all.
Written by
Indigo Maroon
30
   Cloudydaze and Resia
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