i tripped over stairs today,
and the boys laughed,
yet the girl from my art class,
helped me up to stand,
and asked me whether i could
share a cup of coffee with her.
— she said it was a black coffee, don't worry.
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i tripped over stairs today,
and the boys laughed,
yet the girl from my art class,
helped me up to stand,
and asked me whether i could
share a cup of coffee with her.
— she said it was a black coffee, don't worry.