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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.            @%/~~,,,,,
,-~/%@¶###                                          ###¶@%/~-,
,-~/%$@¶##  there was blood everywhere. sometimes   ##¶@$%/~-,
,-~/%$@¶##  the blood was her red lipstick or her   ##¶@$%/~-,
,,,,,,-/%@  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  @@$$%~-,,,
,-~/%$@¶##   we had done crimes together, that it   ##¶@$%/~-,
,,,,,-~/%@             had been real...             @%/~-,,,,,
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,,,-///%@¶    i died by getting shot in the head    ¶@%///-,,,
,-~/%$@¶##  while ramming the fence to a military   ##¶@$%/~-,
,-~/%$@¶##   facility. by this time they had been   ##¶@$%/~-,
,-~/%$@¶##   chasing me for days. i lost control    ##¶@$%/~-,
,-~/%$@¶##   over the car, crashed it into a rock   ##¶@$%/~-,
,-~/%$@¶¶#     wall and flew out the windshield.    #¶¶@$%/~-,
,-~~/%$$@@                                          @@$$%/~~-,
,-~/%$@¶¶¶   and then i got up, and looked around.  ¶¶¶@$%/~-,
,,-~~~//$@   it was dark, where it previously had   @$//~~~-,,
,--~//$$@@    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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