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BROKEN

The last two weeks of my life are a blur. Flickering in my mind like a black and white cine film. I am running. Travelling at night under the cloak of darkness. Slithering out of the United States, escaping from the injustice thrust upon me.

MOMENT IN TIME

Seduced by the rush of the incoming tide, I walk towards the shimmering haze where the cool Atlantic Ocean meets the sun-drenched shore. My pace quickens, the hot sand burns the soles of my feet. The sun, high in the azure blue sky, heats my tanned and tingling skin as I walk slowly along the water's edge.   The powder puff clouds drift slowly by on the velvet breeze, its feathery touch fluttering against my face.

STILL LIFE

I was so cold and my heart felt like a bird trapped inside my chest.  My head hurt and something warm trickled from my forehead, over my eyes, down my cheeks and on to my lips.  I licked them and they tasted salty.  A strong, pungent metallic smell, which I couldn’t instantly identify, drifted up my nostrils.

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