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He stood at the corner of Lost & Nowhere listening to the gray rain make gray tires hiss on gray pavement while the moments seconds minutes hours stacked up like tarnished coins useless currency that couldn't be spent that lost their value as soon as they were in hand while the weight of the strangers gaze landed like small dusty stones pressing urging informing him that he was not welcome the he was nothing more than a simple small tragedy soon dismissed
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Dec 14, 2020
Dec 14, 2020 at 8:18 PM UTC
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He stood at the corner of Lost & Nowhere listening to the gray rain make gray tires hiss on gray pavement while the moments seconds minutes hours stacked up like tarnished coins useless currency that couldn't be spent that lost their value as soon as they were in hand while the weight of the strangers gaze landed like small dusty stones pressing urging informing him that he was not welcome the he was nothing more than a simple small tragedy soon dismissed
Stabitha
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Dec 14, 2020
Dec 14, 2020 at 8:18 PM UTC
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