That night I saw her pass me by without her seeing me, I sensed doom. I have called and tell her, but who was I to say anything. A great chill came over me. She did not ever knew, but I got ice, while my eyes were wet his emaciated shadow lost in the crowd. It was now time to return, but she did not return, not going anywhere, wandering through a city that used to spit their venom. She could not return, had no where to go, life had hit a kick in the stomach and bent like the letter U groping, without seeing, without suspecting how close to the edge was.
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