One hour after noon
in C2 room
Jasmine makes a tonless reading
Nobody listens
Today
I choose the Farewell to Arms'
final chapter
forty one
The last extract is alive
one more time:
"Every thing was gone inside me.
I did not think.
I could not think...
Please, please, please, dear God,
make her not die."
Yesterday
Just the same words passed through myself
Nobody knows
Feb 9, 2022
Feb 9, 2022 at 5:28 PM UTC
One hour after noon
in C2 room
Jasmine makes a tonless reading
Nobody listens
Today
I choose the Farewell to Arms'
final chapter
forty one
The last extract is alive
one more time:
"Every thing was gone inside me.
I did not think.
I could not think...
Please, please, please, dear God,
make her not die."
Yesterday
Just the same words passed through myself
Nobody knows
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