No one noticed me lying there.
No one rushed to help me.
I watched as people rushed around me.
Stepped over my body as glimpse of clouds and sun stuttered through the shadows of corporate suits.
Motionless I remained as the streets cleared.
Still lying there not quite alive, not lucky enough for death.
The stars began to flicker, the air chilled.
Frost caressed my bare body.
The earth grows over my body, covering it from society's eyesight.
Adapting to the eye sore, disappearing from the faceless crowd... Sucked into the white.
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