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All The Forgotten Pieces.
Lined up on the outside.
A state of disarray.
A maddening sight;
No order, no peace,
No meaning, nothing to be discovered.
Only, all the forgotten pieces.
[[Grab one]]<<set _temp to _psg>>
<<for _temp == _psg>>
<<set _psg to either('"1"',
<<include _psg "div">>
[[Grab one]]Daisy sat down. She didn’t get up. She remained quiet, and static. Dave was lying. He turned his head. He coughed, a cloud. Damien stood upright. They played the violin. Case in hand, closed.
Margaret blinked. She couldn’t tell. She was numb, and cold.
Hermes looked with awe. He tripped and fell. A broken ankle.Bartlett glanced. He scoffed. Nothing much. The car pushed him round.
Felicia cried. Her body pushed. She yelled. Blood on the floor.Pagalia bobbed their head. Their eyes closed. Their lips bit. Miguel cowered in the corner, hidden behind the rest. His face filled with disgust. Greg pushed everyone back, invaded their space. For his own.
Zamiry got down on her knees. She she grabbed her tools. She got to work.Quinett fell down, hitting the seat. Their body unmoved.