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as I walk through the pass from the penthouse to the vestibule that leads to the main part
I breathlessly wonder …..
will he ever find his way back to me….?
and this thought confuses my independent nature —that it should matter, why do I care….if he is a worthless scoundrel ….will he ever find his way back to me….
because there was ….something worth knowing there and if it is lost then ….
because I cannot ….
my head is weird like a balloon about to pop
and only when I stumble do I realize I have been leaning on Elsa’s arm for most of the way —and now ….I start to see a lot of black polka dots ….everywhere and I feel so strange
they seem to take over
“Get her water!” I hear her shout, “Andreas!”
as the horizon turns sideways
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