I knew him years ago already,
when I was five.
but we met last month primarily
It had been some time and we had searched for gold
I wanted some bronze.
Yesterday I felt little nausea
Mostly recognizing flying creatures and colors I had wished for
again
and again
in impossibility
I WANT EVERYTHING
He looked up as many times as he looked to the side.
I wondered what would happen the following week.
And I continued writing the novel.
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