I taste the loneliness
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I feel the sadness trickle down my neck.
I taste the loneliness in my mouth.
The despair spreads across my cheeks in waves.
For a moment, I think I died.
But only for a second.
Long enough to know my fate.
--Lena Kay
How did she know?
Might we each get a glimpse of the inevitable before it happens?
Would you want to know?
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