Line
On a long line, we exist.
When the sun is shining, you’re a perfect painting of happiness manifesting in human form, I see.
When it’s rainy however, you’re different.
the distance between us on this line grows and the face is distorted.
When will the rain go away?
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8:39 am - 3 Jan 2019
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