Woodman
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« on: February 08, 2019, 02:14:08 PM » |
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A twist away from freedom. Glistening silver, irreplaceable, it says so. If only I had the key. A clothes hanger with some duct tape and friends. Click, Elation, pain and misery dissipate if only temporarily. Open. A humid musk drenches the senses tingling the hair inside my nostrils I was too lazy to trim.
It was mine now. Drawers on each side like treasure chests and enough space to do a jumping jack. I could finally sleep, but only for a moment.
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