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I smell it coming

The sky burns on one side

The other dark

My angst grows

Will I remember?

Will it hurt again?

My flesh bulges

I look to the sky

The yellow disc rising

I sense others

They’re not far

Forced to my knees

My clothes shred

My nails to claws

My face to muzzle

I smell everything

My scent

The other’s scent

I see her

She looks to me

Willing me calm

Telling all is fine

The morn comes

I remember nothing

I’m on the floor

My dog curled next to me

She looks to me

Willing me calm

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