another little kiss
he puffs up walking past her door, swaggers til the dust coats his bare feet at eight, he is a child no more, he can not wait for her to find the white flower the rubbed shiny cobalt piece of glass...
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written as only you could. wonderful. makes me want to be 8 again. funny...8...a symbol for infinity standing up.
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