phone rings.
I was taking a nap.
the news. Precipitated
.
imagine your skin. You grin, which will be the temperature of your body? Would
together when you decided to leave, without warning? Where
you go? There are only
, photographs. And from now on, memories that fade in my mind. Last ludo
we play at home.
with cupcakes and coffee. Your smile lit
Your laughter ... ... .. Your voice brave
your presence .. From now
:
Your absence.
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