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Without my Glasses (Free verse) by Niphredil

dark shadows, and streaks of white intertwined within; the peering streetlight reaches curiously through the window-shade, leaving little fingerprints.

zodiac 1-Oct-05/6:52 AM
VADA
His face hurts, and where is his glasses? He can't see without his glasses! Put his glasses on!

(Harry and Shelly are rapidly approaching Vada, Shelly takes hold of her and tries to pull her away)

Put on his glasses! He was gonna be an acrobat.

HARRY
He's gone sweetheart. He's gone!

VADA
Get away, get away!!




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