sat in, ragged and rugged, threading through simple talk, closing doors with mirrored pages.
slowly stepping, stools as visages, vestibules filled up like scaring papers, patterned after umber walkers, vying for forgiveness.
hoping sister, hopping about like fresh energy, wattage filled sparker, letting go, electrifying!
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