Where are you gonna go? Back out there in that darkness? I once told you that you didn’t have to go out in that darkness, remember? That it was your choice. Well, you chose. You thought that you could just touch it, that you’d be okay, five by five, right, Faith? But it swallowed you whole. So tell me, how did you like it?
“I walk. I talk. I shop. I sneeze. I’m gonna be a fireman when the floods roll back. There’s trees in the desert since you moved out, and I don’t sleep on a bed of bones. Now give me back my friends.”
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