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Two passengers on a night taking its turn to a tunnel and one sound of snake tongue matching their heartbeats. You wonder who will be the one changing her skin soon. Turning green eyed and cold cold cold. Raising poison in her blood. You wonder who will be the one wrapping herself around your body and gently breaking your bones. Gently reminding you of that night by the fire you mocked the mountain native for believing in the reptile woman.

Vaishali P

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