Nobody else can say it. Everything is anyway. But where does it leave them? They’re still walking down the mud soaked path? Where are the pathogens? The green felt? Underneath? It pervades. It seeps. It crawls ever so slowly. And they make their way from damp to smooth. They lay exposed on concrete embankments.

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