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Moon hides from my sight,
Darkness engulfs me inside,
No one hears my cries.
About the Creator
The Devil's Cut
“Comrade, finally you’re awake.” The voice was smooth, sensual. A flickering incandescent bar was all that lit the white, sterile room. All Vladimir remembered was everything going black. He tried to move his arms and found them strapped to the gurney.
By Matthew J. Fromm3 days ago in Fiction
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