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SCRAP #3

7000 years ago when we gathered in citiesto worship godsI was next to you,a slight ringing in my ears 5000 years ago when we gathered in citiesmarauders and banditsI was next to youwondering where the time had gone 2000 years

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Scrap #1

She digs until her fingers curl in on themselves, the fuse of arthritis lit, slow burning towards generational gasoline. Under her nails the dirt collects and packs solid. The dying C batteries in her flashlight fighting a losing battle against

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