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May 31
In the mirror, I see only contour of your face.

I stop.

You like to laugh sometimes.

When You don't
You are quiet.

I too, sometimes feel in this way.

White page.

Please, sit with me just
at

that moment.

Being alone is not that easy.
Written by
Jakub Zoltowski
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