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Unusual Film Idea

Along the corridor little lights always come on at the side.
He was carrying her photograph in one hand
and more or less dragging the child.

The News

A few survivors run for cover.

Each night at six we all go live to death.
there's someone on the spot
to help me hold my breath.

If I could just cry out
to my far, forgetful lover …

or if you could only love me
oh World I am walking over.