Hands shake out of disbelief, wounds, blood fleds.
No tears, no scream , no confusion.
Just gray eyes looking out the window counting the stars.
Every day one by one.
Maybe one of them connects with the other?
But no, they didn't.
A dunkleblue shield covers them.
But maybe, just maybe
It just shielded them.
So if they have first made the step, they would allow everything coming up to them.
Hands on the string i just chroket throws it away.
,,but he liked"
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The things he did were not meant.
,,you feel too much", maybe i do.