the last man standing

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The light in here is so fucking harsh.  You thumb your eyelids, swollen and stinging, trying to push the onion-burn from your pupils.  It' s been hard to even out even with so much of your time dead.  You stare at your walls, white, mosaiced with empty frames.  Still and uncomfortable you long to run, take new air into your lungs, but scared you remain, stuck in your cave.  The last man standing as the ice age swept us over.

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