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Umbrella
Warm and dry.
 Safe.
 And bored.
 My hair sticks to the red plastic, 
 Rising from the static,
 To cling to the spokes, reaching out
 Like arms 
 To protect me.
 To trap me.
 
 I want to feel the rain kiss my skin
 To soak through my clothes
 To gather in beads on my eyelashes
 Like diamonds.
 I want to feel the thunder roll through my chest
 And see the angry lightning's glare
 And listen to the roar of the downpour on the pavement
 Until I can no longer hear their mocking.
 
 I want to leave this umbrella.
 I want to live.

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