Is sitting outside having a smoke
a small red light sits in front of me
surrounded by the ends of cancer
I am warned not to feed the bear as temptation passes me worried
and my companion and Shireen sit beside me
she should go to the new country
I am cold on the shoulder but warmed at the back of my head
filling me with happiness and promises of what to COME
I am beautiful
I nearly cut him
shes the best and funny
candle
another
woah, a door closes.
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