Brandy's Postcard Stories (postcardbrandy) wrote,
Brandy's Postcard Stories
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Run

The sudden exit of endorphins left me feeling like a vengeful slab of lead, ready to be used to kill with an inertia all my own. I don't want to move; I don't want to sit still. My mouth being pulled down into a monster yawn. And now the sun pierces my limbo, shooting into the solar panels on my heavy head.
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