It took me about 2 hours to write this.
It's 20 fucking lines!
3.14
I knew, I had felt it at 5:23.
The call came in after 5:30.
I prayed in futility,
Against the blurred scenery.
I knew, but still I prayed.
Quietly, black boots met white tile.
The walk seemed to be miles.
I felt again like a child;
I was lost and terrified.
Quietly, we walked the halls.
In that
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