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"Bruised"
I looked down at my bruised knees.
Nothing happened.
I look down at my dirty shoes.
Nothing happened.
I see the ants crawling by.
Stop thinking.
I see a blurred out face.
They see me.
I stare at the food on my plate.
They're behind me.
I stare at the ceiling.
They're staring back.
My body aches.
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