I Don't Need You...

................................ anymore.

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(maybe I never did)

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They Looked...

lost and huddled together for protection...

like children advancing from a comatose mist.

________________________ Aftermath.

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this can never happen again.

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...it looked like an evolved crucifix

whispering an untold mythology along latent wiring

to a city that was anxious to believe

in something

new.


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