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Number One BlindThe sun peeks angrily through the window, coating everything in a layer of silver, stirring motes. A rap song comes on the television, and creaking, puppet-like, Anna reaches for the remote and changes it. She exhales and I think I see dust. I somehow manage to move my joints, ankle, knee, wrist, elbow, and walk to the window. I grasp the dark blue sheet, still on the sill from our last nineteen-hour cartoon marathon, and reach for the corners of the window with it. Each pin I place paints the room black. Anna sighs with contentment, easing into her comforter. I shamble back over to the bed and collapse. She hands me my energy drink, and holdNumber One Blind
miss talkin' to ya. D|
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thats a 50 dkp minus!
It's Miju and stuff.
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youve got a good solid style keep up the good work
Missed it by 8.
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