My eyes crave light. I’m floating alone—waiting for the light they say will come. I loved him. He said the cylinder was full. His was when he left. The darkness is silent and peaceful.
My eyes crave light. I’m floating alone—waiting for the light they say will come. I loved him. He said the cylinder was full. His was when he left. The darkness is silent and peaceful.
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