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It’s Night

In by Chris on August 22, 2010 at 10:03 pm

It’s night and all the house’s windows are open. I’m freezing. There is no wind or rain or snow, just a mist that slinks through each opening and under my sheets. If my shoes weren’t covered in mud I’d be wearing them too. The days are full and make me forget the nights. But tonight I wish I were anywhere but here. The lonely clack clack coming in with the mist doesn’t stop once. I am aware of every bone in my body, every movement my muscles have made. I know that tomorrow will come, and with it laborious warmth.

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