And if I left. In the night, the atmosphere enigmatic night. Thus confusing the sound of my steps to the raindrops. Raindrops crashing on asphalt. If I was snapping my heels. Slam my heels on the pavement damp and cold. And confusing myself with this tiny, enigmatic melody that this is the night.
night everything changes so the body feels. Everything is strange and scary.
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