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Blink
Wet concrete
I spit out my tooth
Tea stained enamel
Silver filling
Blood follows
I can hear the siren
Its drawing closer
The blood mingles with the rain
The tooth is washed downstream
The ambulance is here
Its midnight
My chariot beckons
I blink
No one sees
He comes to my bedside
And tells me all things must die
I stare through him
At th...
Thursday 24th September 2015 10:53 pm
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