A faceless man approaches and takes my hand.
Gently tugging, leading to the door.
The exit sign flickers in the background.
Stopped in the hallway, looking back.
Once turned around the rain starts to fall... inside.
A picture hard to make out pass the intense rain drops.
What looks like paper dolls.... melting in the storm.
Kisses are blown in their direction, as they float away.
Once again the man pulls in his direction.
Following... with extreme caution.
The door is pushed open,
But there is no light showing what lies behind.
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