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Sound of sobbing stroke him

It was so familiar yet he failed to regain it

He was wrapped around like a baby

But could not fathom the space.

Opened his eyes to the darkness

And tried calling for his warmth 

But the voice was so squeaky 

I doubt that his thoughts could hardly hear it?

All those crooked things he had done

Began to manifest before him

Doing in secrecy made him secure

But forgot he was being watched.

Noted the footsteps;

Heading away from him

Fear started to crawl towards his heart

And body felt numb to run away.

Realization punched him

He was alone in that jammed space

Claustrophobia replaced with the fear of his deeds

Now he wished for a miracle ; to revive his actions

Never did he know, every second in his life was an opportunity.


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