Legendary. Is that what we are? Celebrities in this world of small minds and narrow eyes. They're staring at us. They're glaring at us. How can I keep you safe? I put my hand against yours; there's a window pane between. You're on the outside looking in, and I don't know how to open the door. I have a bad feeling, a foreboding in the pit of my stomach. We're not going to make it, you and I. Not as us. Not as "us." We're not going to make it, and I refuse to drown.
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