Look Both Ways
He opens the door and steps into the dark. His nightly ritual is barely getting him by anymore. He walks the desolate streets, only pausing for the redundant stop hands that animate every corner. Paying mind only 3ft ahead of him. His eyes face down as they look straight through the cracked sidewalk. To him they are his guide. So routine they
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♥'s and an i miss you
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