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The corridor was longer than it had been, but that was only because I was walking it slowly. I had a key in my pocket. I knew this the way you know things in the morning before you are properly awake, not by checking but by a kind of trust, and I trusted it completely,…
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I drive by the cemetery....
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"...racing by like a many-headed serpent,
the hydra of Greek mythology."
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She’s dancing in a summer field giddy with love of Orpheus when a goddamn viper bites her bare ankle. Why not a bee or even, forchristsake, a nasty yellowjacket? She’s instantly dead.
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You know what you came here for. It isn't whatever they are selling. You can feel it in your bones though. You've always known it's got to be there. Sometimes it's frustrating, using words to get free from all their lies. I say leave them far away…
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