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You packed your uniform, just in case you managed to return early in the afternoon, and at least, at the very least, partake in club activities. The school day was lost beyond repair.
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With the calm step, anxiety alone began and pulled. Serene onset the voyage, and the exceptions of reason now found themselves falling onto deaf ears. A door, lockless at once strikes closed; the sunlight covers the pavement with a soft heat, and engulfing blackness leaves the room empty.
With one foot outside you wonder; if shall concede first the foot or the horizon.
Haggy and old familial homes come as they pass; and soon the streets themselves become abandoned– like hags they are.
Walking upon, without permission of any where permission needed is, reddish the steel girder then rises behind your head, temerous, as the hundred heads of yellow implore for your sonorous and terrible pace to go far on its way.
The quake took a toll onto the rough rising land, erosioning the ground beneath onto mounts, muddy and dead. The sole leaves its marks, so the weeds then know where they won't grow. And once well within the golden hills of wheats, where solace meets the sun, and when breads are no longer looked upon with empty, the trumpets and flutes mighty start to play.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u9a8HwoMEGYTo the parts extreme, the horizon must know already where it is you’ll be sticking the foot.
