"What day is it?", asked the rabbit the cat.
"It's monday.", he replied.
"Fuck, really?"
"Yeah.."
"I thought it was friday.", the rabbit laughed.
"You drank way to much yesterday."
"It was nothing."
The cat sighed and grabbed him at his shoulder.
"Let's go."
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Poetry - The Cure Of Everything
PoetryA small poetry collection from me to you about love, friendship and other deep stuff.
