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Suffocating Fire

On an early autumn day I wake up, now seeing nothing but a plain grey mucky colour outside my window, now that I’ve seen that I start to sweat, my body aching, now my palms sweat pads are turning into hot steaming liquid.
My body starts to ache and its temperature gradually rising up, nerves going up my veins as I grasp hold for breath starting to realise that grey mucky colour slowly enters my room now filling the air with toxins keeping me isolated as it proceeds, now my door starts to creak with sounds that become intimidating, within time it cannot withstand the power of this grey element slowly disintegrating it into ashes.
I start to realise something is going on, my temperature rising rapidly, my sweat turning into drips of bitter liquid, I see such a bright colour as it slowly puts me back to sleep not knowing it burns as it comes closer and closer now that I didn’t have time to understand what this was.

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