Wading through torrents of crowds
sifting through
pushing past and fighting
dodging bullets and ploys
and thinking ahead
striving to fight
striving to live
striving to find
and protect
what’s found
what’s lived
what’s fought
and fending off
knocking opponents and lures
forcing futures and defending
knocking through
marching through the lonely graves
only to be left with
a purple heart
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November
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- Scene 100: The Door
- Scene 99: The Purple Heart
- Scene 98: The Touch
- Scene 97: After Start
- Scene 96: Less than Perfect
- Scene 95: Crumble
- Scene 94: Different
- Scene 93: Careless
- Scene 92: Up the Sleeves
- Scene 91: Silence Between Hands
- Scene 90: Artificial
- Scene 89: Rembering to Forget; Forgetting to Remember
- Scene 88: Underneath
- Scene 87: Jump on the Light
- Scene 86: Le Rendez-vous
- Scene 85: The Grey
- Scene 84: The Alley's Way
- Scene 83: On Arms
- Scene 82: The Fruit
- Scene 81: The Pit
- Scene 80: In the Market
- Scene 79: Rewrite the Stars
- Scene 78: The Mockingbird
- Scene 77: On the Nature of Nightlife
- Scene 76: Procrastinating
- Scene 75: Perils of Abundance
- Scene 74: Out of Reach
- Scene 73: The Torrent
- Scene 72: Streetlights and Stars
- Scene 71: Unforgettable
- Scene 70: Nothing
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