emergency worry trains
cried about
our imminent demise
you just closed your ears
with clattering old headphones
and tried to ignore it
but the whispers of the shadows grabed you by the throat and hair
they tried even though to tell you
dangerous! dangerous! dangerous!
incredible red sunset
licked the sky with his fiery tongue
in your last sixteen
happy birthday
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