Look, you see? That, that is what it looks like. And, it looks like something so big, something so strong, yet something so small. Look, you see? But you don't see! You don't know how it feels, you don't know shaking, frozen with fear. Waiting, waiting. And when the lights go on you feel dizzy, confused, asleep, yet you are still walking. Look, you see? You see them crying, nuzzled together helpless, unable to fix anything. Then within seconds gone. Gone like a flash of lightning. Look, you see the hands on the clock turning seconds still, but the metal hand spinning and telling you. Today, today, today, today. And, when those lights turn on, whether you can see or not, walk. Walk. And I'll hold your hand.
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