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A flower from a meadow of a forgotten childhood memory
Carbonated taste of a soda shared after a movie
The clammy sweat from the palm of a young nervous couple
I'm squeezing my phone,
My palms are sweating but cold,
I told you I was prone to breakage but the aftermath of this shit is more than wreckage it's desperate and hectic,
