An Alternate Slice of Reality
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The Lake
The ground doesn't look happy, and the trees are gathering. Like a great army searching for war. But she got into the water anyway because, well, sometimes she can be that kind of girl. There is an uneasy feeling beginning to gnaw at the base of her neck and her hot breath is dividing the water.
I'm pretty sure that I heard her whisper, " I think that I've been here before."
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The ground doesn't look happy, and the trees are gathering. Like a great army searching for war. But she got into the water anyway because, well, sometimes she can be that kind of girl. There is an uneasy feeling beginning to gnaw at the base of her neck and her hot breath is dividing the water.
I'm pretty sure that I heard her whisper, " I think that I've been here before."
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Spoiler
I kept her here, because she didn't remember.
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Because I knew he would never forget.
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The water doesn't look happy and the clock has crept on. Like a great army running from war.
But she stayed in the water anyway because, well, sometimes she can be that kind of girl.
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There is an uneasy feeling at the base of her neck
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as his cold breath falls over the water.
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And in the gathering fog, in the womb of the night, I'm pretty sure that I heard his reply,
" Welcome home."
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Because I knew he would never forget.
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https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/53028782863_937d45cda1_z.jpg
The water doesn't look happy and the clock has crept on. Like a great army running from war.
But she stayed in the water anyway because, well, sometimes she can be that kind of girl.
https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/53028468519_4778b85fd6_z.jpg
https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/53028782848_545212a719_z.jpg
There is an uneasy feeling at the base of her neck
https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/53027712417_f7753554ea_z.jpg
as his cold breath falls over the water.
https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/53028684565_0db296f1f2_z.jpg
And in the gathering fog, in the womb of the night, I'm pretty sure that I heard his reply,
" Welcome home."
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