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As a young asthmatic, I had to watch fireworks from our lounge window. |
You lit up the sky in a rainbow of colours twinkles darting and dotting the dark surrounds. I tried to catch one and hold it close as it dissolved into the hanging haze. Eyes watering, I wove my name into the invisible blackboard, the letters suspended momentarily. She looked down from her watchtower, her hand hovering mid air against the cold glass, overseeing the pyrotechnic display. Her view, as a spectator - a panoramic spreadsheet. breathing laboured, a constant reminder, Not to inhale The excitements of life. |