Crossing the street
A brush with death
A thousand times
Alive
A door held
A waiting elevator
Stop Signs
Back then front
A stopped heart
With sirens
Beating again
No papers exchanged
Breath
Deadly breath
Turn away
Thank you, Please, Sorry
A set table
Four chairs
Three pieces
The knife’s busy
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