Aluminising thoughts captured in my mind. They never blinked or yawned as we do naturally. No, but instead; they burrow deeper and deeper into our old memories. Leaving us questioning why things happened the way they did. And how everything leads up to this present point in time. The past became our future with just a slither of thought. Oh, how sneaky they are. Running past bridges we used to drive past and down the alleys, we never roamed; and here we are again. Questioning the events that lead us here. But then we remember, it all started from an aluminizing thought traveling from the back of our mind.    
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