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overoverfield | part 2

“The pink bubble busted, splashed on the edge of reality.

The pink dust I breathed in choked on me.

Now I am unable to utter a word.

Only breathing out the pink breath. I find you in the same trouble.

The pink energy faded as if it was just a hiccup”






The end.

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