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They have closed against us softlythe dark of this bare room.I can hear his heavy breathing,breathing in some purpose, perhaps.From stretched, grinning lips,I send off into the darkness my name.This roommate they have bedded me bymight kill me, I fear.We reach out for each other.The handshake explodes greetings in us.