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  >> Static Item >> Prose >> Drama >> ID #1475699  |   Show DetailsPrinter Friendly Page Tell A Friend
Ninety-two Stares
Brief, unsettling thought.
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        The skeleton in my closet collects me as earnestly as I complete him. He has no head, no face, no smile, but is most certainly content.
Sitting there - on his throne of air - he has no muscles left to move, no brains to think, no eyes to see, but I see him and know I'm losing my mind.
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