Sounds of thunder bring her back to me
Hugging her tightly
A jolt of electricity trickles down to pain to unknown
stimuli
The relenting nemesis of familiar places I have seen
Where people sat around me and listened to me be free
Now gone to the machine listening to their regrets bang
clash cling
Echoing until they have found the reason to their regretful
enslavement
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