I could keep going, past the streetlights and the buildings. Sure, I couldn’t run anymore, but I could walk for now. Once my legs gave out I could probably still crawl. The sun would come up, and I’d be dead before noon.
I could keep going, past the streetlights and the buildings. Sure, I couldn’t run anymore, but I could walk for now. Once my legs gave out I could probably still crawl. The sun would come up, and I’d be dead before noon.
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