We smile, we nod at one another, knowing each person rose to the occasion. Oh, how much love, one for another, in this small concreted space, I could recollect it, such a day of days omen.
I'm your poetry in the blackness; I share insight, wisdom; I'm from coop and wafer-thin glossy blank notebooks with fresh lines, and never endangerment remains unwritten.
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