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Night Walk

The lampposts drizzled, they sizzled eclectic yellowness. Magnetic moonbeams appeared out of nowhere. This is where I walked in the lightly lit rain, those are my shoes walking behind me, they have left marks in the wetness. I see myself as a radiologist might see, there is a lot of emptiness between the bones and organs. I see were the sky seeps into my head, where the rain thunders inside a silent dome. Where I took a walk the path wriggled like a river soaked snake, it made me hunch up, it made me avoid the raindrops by becoming them.

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