vacate is the word. when i'm sitting in my car, and the heater is on, and the sun is gone, i'm okay. because inside my little black car, where the doors all lock at 15mph automatically, nobody can get to me except for me. but i block out all my thoughts with music. i push the little silver volume button up and up and up and the music floods the car.

volume flooding volume.

i found a trapdoor in the sun.

immortality.

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