and i sat there, in my room, alone.
i stared at the ceiling for so long i memorized the patterns.
it's cold in here.
no, not the room, in me.
i'm cold.
k.h.
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and i sat there, in my room, alone.
i stared at the ceiling for so long i memorized the patterns.
it's cold in here.
no, not the room, in me.
i'm cold.
k.h.
