Hey! There is somebody out there in the valley.
Hey!
Do you see me??
Do you see the tumbler? Come visit us. We're bored! We're restless! We're scared!
He walks on, merely a shadow of reality. Does he see me the same way?
The building is nearly gone. Have I been here so long? It seems like only a moment. The weeds grow only there. Why? There is no sun. Why do the weeds grow anyway?
The tumbler winked again. I'm sure of it. I wonder what I might find if I had the strength to walk to where she hangs and stare up at her.
She'd probably piss her leotards and let it drip down on my soul.
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