1. Tiny smiles. Eyes exchanging glances. Nothing more was needed. Only. There were distractions. Quite a few. The occasional blink of red. Numbers constantly changing. Eyes well occuped. Less often came the brightest white light. Attention from all sides. Not well liked on my part. Not well liked at all.
2. Big Empty Promises.
3. One more. Starting to spill over. Slowly flooding the world around. Last one. No more. Keep away poisonous tales.
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