the two stores i walked between

had the same song playing

about three seconds apart

it was good

not for long, like

i never can remember what i have to say

i'm glad my shoes were making my feet bleed

after less than a year

if you understand that

some, one, will

our sickness is brought by the realization

that the dreams are true

just not things we've realized before

until waking

sweating

Moi, j'avais jamais rien dit. Rien

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