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Wednesday, September 2, 2009
Halls are screaming
walking away. the floors a disarray. the walls are screaming. am I dreaming? Horrid words. Like birds flying around my head. I see something ahead. But the walls. These halls closing in on me. Can't get free. Stuck here for an eternity.
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