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A year since his death and I’m fine. I don’t mind formalities but Being backed into corners by crazy family is more than I can handle. Your aura has changed! It’s blue, know what that means? Oh, of course not. I never saw you as a writer but Psychology is a well-fitting hat. Are you happy? You look sad, Whys that? I’d be happy without this conversation. There’s no cold water left. I wake up and everyone is still here. The house is anxious The dog screams I say these things, but I know I am fine.
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AbnerRos
Australia
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Written by
AbnerRos
Australia
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Dec 5, 2021
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