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  • A twist: Stuck in a graveyard ep 1

    I have been here since Noon, stood, knelt, laid, squeezed, lament, and at a time… silent

    Outside there, packed my car; here, grounded on a bare foot

    My stomach had forgotten the taste of food and throat, the satisfaction of water

    My whole body is weak, my eyes, weary as it seem to have exhausted its tears

    Right here, in total darkness, rattling with “guilt”

    No fear, no thought of horror, no panic but “guilt”

    In a flash of memories, I went through everything once again

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