Lola had the post-weekend blues -
Everything seemed gone
Forever, and her mind as if it
Had become sludge all in the space of
Three days. The
future stretched on
And on into nothingness. Only his grey
Clay features stuck out from a
Wall of mud when she at last summoned
Strength to open her tired eyes,
Again sinking her thumbs into
The cold, wet daub. .
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