The Tilt
The world tilted, I was thrown up the wall; suddenly I was kaleidoscoping through my fall. I was no longer on my own side; finally I let him see what I never did - I cried. With everything against me, I shook with bridled fear; the shattered glass of the windowpane sliced into my tears.
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