There you are and it’s you.
You know it’s you because you know
you and that look exactly like you.
It’s a rainy gloomy day and you are
helping a friend move.
As you leave your friends house with
your arms laden with 2 boxes of his prized comic book collection (you
really shouldn’t carry so much like that its bad for your back)
As you leave your friends house and
cross the yard you misstep and down you go HARD
As you fall your vision is blurred by a
brilliant flash and then immense pain.
Then darkness.
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Thrill me...dripsome brain droppings here.