I won't let this build up inside of me...

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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bfPiAz8iCcw&feature=related

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The wreckage swings into full speed, throttle pressed firmly to the right.

The fire burns warm on my face, the flickering of shadows, of past knowledge and memories, silhouettes of the old, familiar churning.

I reach into my back pocket, and try to find my marshmallows.

I'm not sure there are any.