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##¶§£%;~:.  i used to be a goth, in my youth, doing .:~;%£§¶##
#¶§£%;~:.. crimes mostly from or in my beloved and  ..:~;%£§¶#
##¶§£%;~:.  trusted car, and sometimes my mothers   .:~;%£§¶##
#¶§£%;~:..   barn. we lived just outside town, a    ..:~;%£§¶#
##¶§£%;~:.   grove at the end of a dirt road, and   .:~;%£§¶##
#¶§£%;~:..   the barn was placed so you could just  ..:~;%£§¶#
##¶§£%;~:. make out the surrounding fields through  .:~;%£§¶##
#¶§£%;~:..                the trees.                ..:~;%£§¶#
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#¶§£%;~:..   my car was black and loud, both the    ..:~;%£§¶#
##¶§£%;~:.    engine and the way the parts didn't   .:~;%£§¶##
#¶§£%;~:..     really stick together. i took my     ..:~;%£§¶#
##¶§£%;~:. crimefriend for rides, in the dark, the  .:~;%£§¶##
#¶§£%;~:..   eternal dark that seemed to surround   ..:~;%£§¶#
##¶§£%;~:.   us. she seemed to cast this veil over  .:~;%£§¶##
#¶§£%;~:..  everything. her black skirt reached to  ..:~;%£§¶#
##¶§£%;~:.   her knees but then somehow also back   .:~;%£§¶##
#¶§£%;~:..   around, enveloping all my memories of  ..:~;%£§¶#
##¶§£%;~:.            our time together.            .:~;%£§¶##
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##¶§£%;~:.   there was blood everywhere. sometimes  .:~;%£§¶##
#¶§£%;~:..  the blood was her red lipstick or her   ..:~;%£§¶#
##¶§£%;~:.  checkered shirt. she was on television. .:~;%£§¶##
#¶§£%;~:..      we did crime, and we made weird     ..:~;%£§¶#
##¶§£%;~:. structures in the barn, tall pillars of  .:~;%£§¶##
#¶§£%;~:..  dark wood, ladders and plateaus, fires  ..:~;%£§¶#
##¶§£%;~:.  and fairy lights. we would sleep there  .:~;%£§¶##
#¶§£%;~:.. and drink there and she would go in the  ..:~;%£§¶#
##¶§£%;~:.               television.                .:~;%£§¶##
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##¶§£%;~:. and then the sun came out, and she went  .:~;%£§¶##
#¶§£%;~:..  away. everything changed... i yearned,  ..:~;%£§¶#
##¶§£%;~:.   and the world became dull around me.   .:~;%£§¶##
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##¶§£%;~:.    i stopped doing crime, except when    .:~;%£§¶##
#¶§£%;~:..  necessarry. things somehow seemed like  ..:~;%£§¶#
##¶§£%;~:.   they were allright, moulded in place,  .:~;%£§¶##
#¶§£%;~:..   and i loathed it ------ i missed her   ..:~;%£§¶#
##¶§£%;~:.                 so much.                 .:~;%£§¶##
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##¶§£%;~:.  i searched for her, but nobody had any  .:~;%£§¶##
#¶§£%;~:..    memories of her. not so much of me    ..:~;%£§¶#
##¶§£%;~:. either, from the time we were together.  .:~;%£§¶##
#¶§£%;~:..  my mother said i kept to myself in the  ..:~;%£§¶#
##¶§£%;~:.           barn, or in the car.           .:~;%£§¶##
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##¶§£%;~:.     sometimes i could still see her      .:~;%£§¶##
#¶§£%;~:..    flashing by on the tv in the barn.    ..:~;%£§¶#
##¶§£%;~:.     everything was black then, for a     .:~;%£§¶##
#¶§£%;~:..  moment. i remembered her laugh and knew ..:~;%£§¶#
##¶§£%;~:.   we had done crimes together, that it   .:~;%£§¶##
#¶§£%;~:..             had been real...             ..:~;%£§¶#
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#¶§£%;~:..    i died by getting shot in the head    ..:~;%£§¶#
##¶§£%;~:.  while ramming the fence to a military   .:~;%£§¶##
#¶§£%;~:..   facility. by this time they had been   ..:~;%£§¶#
##¶§£%;~:.   chasing me for days. i lost control    .:~;%£§¶##
#¶§£%;~:..   over the car, crashed it into a rock   ..:~;%£§¶#
##¶§£%;~:.     wall and flew out the windshield.    .:~;%£§¶##
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##¶§£%;~:.  and then i got up, and looked around.   .:~;%£§¶##
#¶§£%;~:..   it was dark, where it previously had   ..:~;%£§¶#
##¶§£%;~:.    been a bright day. around me where    .:~;%£§¶##
#¶§£%;~:..    dozens of crashed cars, all my car,   ..:~;%£§¶#
##¶§£%;~:.              some on fire.               .:~;%£§¶##
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##¶§£%;~:.        the ground was sticky, red.       .:~;%£§¶##
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##¶§£%;~:.   and then i realized that i knew this   .:~;%£§¶##
#¶§£%;~:..     darkness. i knew the way the sky     ..:~;%£§¶#
##¶§£%;~:. touched the ground. this was her doing!  .:~;%£§¶##
#¶§£%;~:..               she was here!              ..:~;%£§¶#
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