I scream at myself for all that has happened. The streetlights blink on in the last remnants of sunlight. I run. I push myself harder. harder. I want my body to be as exhausted as my heart. I want to push it farther. I want to break through. The wind pulls against me. The darkness erases all the shadows. I feel pain in my legs, a rip in my
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