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I would vote for Oprah again.
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The skyline was beautiful on fire, all twisted metal stretching upwards, everything washed in a thin orange haze.
I said, "Kiss me, you're beautiful. These are truly the last days." You grabbed my hand, and we fell into it... like a daydream, or a fever.
We woke up one morning and fell a little further down. For sure it's the valley of death; I open up my wallet, and it's full of blood. |