Climbing those steps, over and over...vast pools of emerald water, delicate ripples and spaces in the walls. Coolness penetrating the humid heat; I searched some more.
Stretching runways and disappearing planes, consumed by flames...again.
Searching for peace and space and green trees...no money, empty purse.
I could not remember the number, the code.
I saw her face and smiled.
She asked me and I wondered.
The car...infront of the old house.
Parents, fear, loathing, fear.
Watching from the window, I could not move...still fearful of those who loved me.
No escape.
Now, no escape.
Giant birds disintegrating in the blue skies with orange flames.
More cars outside the house.
Men and loud voices frighten me.
Entrapment.
Ensnared.
Silently screaming for love.
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