The Golden Echoes

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The Golden Echoes

You wake with the taste of copper in your mouth. It is thick. It is red. You are lying on the cold tile floor of the break room. The fluorescent lights buzz. They are angry. They are bright. You blink. The light stings. You remember the dream. You remember the bird. The bird was golden. It sat on your shoulder. It sang a song you could not hear. Then it pecked your eye out. You woke up...

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