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Rated: ASR · Poetry · Dark · #1813840
Being paranoid.
Sitting in my dark room, I run over to my window

slightly separating the blinds

peering out into the street



Parked outside was a black explorer

Two silhouetted figures emerged from the car



While one walked towards my front door

the other leaned against my tree

smoking a cigarette,

staring up at me.
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