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Obvious
A person stepped out onto the paved street, hands glowing with unrestrained power. Around them the cityscape gleamed; in the distance held several white towers spiraling up into the hazy smog of pollution, and looping flying objects surrounded the spires. The glow from city lights and holograms made the air bright, brighter than the night…
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(Back) to the kitchen
the blade, slanted and gray, gleams on the top, suspended by a fraying rope.
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Dash-Dash-Dash
Why not?
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jacket
It smells of soot. A metaphorical, distant soot.
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grow up.
There is a chasm. And then there are two people. Heavily inspired by Jack Stauber’s “hey mom”.
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0.2
Once the dust has settled, you climb the tallest hill on the horizon, and once you are atop it, you take in the destruction and sigh.
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0.1
What if I told you,
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sending
Lights above.
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The way
the way you lick your envelopes.
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despite not being religious,
In the midst of hope; I cannot see.
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