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Day 503: Dust, light, the smell of a rubbery sofa and paint.

Day 534: He comes, it rains, we kick rocks and yell.

Day 400: Black coffee, creaky stairs,  and bleary eyes.

Day 407: Curtains drawn, he leaves, sunshine tastes dusty.

Day 449: We kiss, the taste of rain, silence.

Day 489: I cry.

Day 602: Blankets, sweat, stringy hair and dry days.

Day 622: He wraps his arms around me, the world cries.

Day 634: A daisy appears in cracked pavement, I breathe sky.

Day 700: We're both gone.




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