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you stand there uncertainty rising anxiety building flooding your veins with a shaking arm you raise your hand a flare gun clutched within your sweaty palm fingers furling and unfurling you know it’s now or never do it while you still have the nerve you’ve built up mentally counting ‘one, two, three’ finger squeezing body recoiling from the impact you did it no going back now the signal is out landing who knows where not knowing if it’s even been seen hope sparks with the flash of the flare the only unknown is if someone saw that spark and wants to ignite their own spark too
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May 4, 2020
May 4, 2020 at 8:01 AM UTC
the flare
you stand there uncertainty rising anxiety building flooding your veins with a shaking arm you raise your hand a flare gun clutched within your sweaty palm fingers furling and unfurling you know it’s now or never do it while you still have the nerve you’ve built up mentally counting ‘one, two, three’ finger squeezing body recoiling from the impact you did it no going back now the signal is out landing who knows where not knowing if it’s even been seen hope sparks with the flash of the flare the only unknown is if someone saw that spark and wants to ignite their own spark too
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May 4, 2020
May 4, 2020 at 8:01 AM UTC
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