December 2011
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Everybody seems to have forgotten about in December drinking horchata, I look psychotic in a balaclava.
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I think, as a patronus, I’d have a rabbit.
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Sitting on bathroom tiles. That door again. That keeps you sane, the door. She comes and hums. Knock knock, and knock again. Knock knock back, and knock knock, knock again. Tells you letters. Glitter in her eyes. Always. You’ll remember me as I am now, but only from your own memory. Nothing more. Remember me as I am now. Remember me.
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