I knew a girl in a dress that same colour.
I met her on the 90th floor of R Building.
She was looking in the mirror by the elevator.
She was repeating a man's name.
I took her hand and led her to the stairs.
We went up 12 flights together.
His name came with us.
We exited on to the roof.
She threw down my hand.
She walked off the ledge.
With him.
Her dress was her future.
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