foetal in the hushed airport. facing the rain-scattered window, gazing at the melting of two images -- the juxtaposition of my human face against the mechanical aeroplane. i will sit in its belly in the sky, but for now i am here, reflecting upon it passively. trucks speed by and smear light against the tall windows. sometimes sallow headlights,
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But where is Holly...?
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catharsis in the click of the shutter.
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