Today, for some different seconds, I was looking for that end of my real image.
Everything was so slow and every action that I saw was for me. THEY had to stop and... THEY did.
I sucked their faces. I mumbled a fairy tale for them. The tale's characters were sitting in silence in my pockets. I smashed them with my fingertips. I laughed loud to kick out the damn cold.
I went away from THEM to see the big picture, I put my earphones, I clicked play and...
THEY started to run with no direction. Normally, do THEY have a direction? Rhetorical...
Then, I walked by them and their no mouth scream was serious. THEY felt the pavement with their faces. I got hungry and I ran.
So...
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