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i see her sitting there
and i approach her,
but she scooted away.

"what's up?"

"nothing you need to know about,"
she took a deep breath,
and the cold air
escaped her mouth.

she was cold.
i wanted to give her my warmth
and affection,
but she won't accept it.
she would point at my face
and laugh hysterically
as if i were a joke.
as if my life was a joke.

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