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cheaply made roof

a few inches thick

someone must know i'm here

cool, slightly sticky underfoot, bits of gravel digging into the soles of my feet

bits of doubt digging into my soul

lean over where its two stories high

gasp

and rock back

i only came out for a breath of fresh air

but now i have the overwhelming desire to throw myself off

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