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[ananri]

haloed streetlights shine down
on an empty street
miles and miles of nothing at all
fall asleep to the sound
of the ringing in my ears
lay my tired head on what could have been
and wake up alone again

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[obtrectation]

Beautiful, sad. I <3 you Vicky. The tunnel does have an end, whether you can see the light yet or not.