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Their words were barracaded behind an amble assault-they fortified themselves
in trenches scared and scarred in turmoil that was their own mess-"Leave me
alone!"-I am working, I thought I said-not loud enough, I suppose the first
person was a pretention and not able to apprehend the moment for myself.
I stepped outside of the circle they drew on the floor, and a loud voice
vibrated the device in my ear-it didn't hurt, they called it a reminder-
Like I was suppose to remember why I am here let alone why I just don't leave.
Noise and sound collimated into the room from vented "pidgeon holes" in the
ceiling-I seen these birds in their minds-they constantly complain about them
shitting on their cars-and how they would like to put a hole in their heads
to end this maddening event-so noise and sound come from a hole where dark
thoughts rest-I resist this, but the fight I put up with is resistance.

D.E.M.-04 To Be Cont.


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