quite devoid of emotions
a world that is white and black;
simply put it will now be
no color will peek the path;
here i am hear me again
nothing will ever be same;
for this could be the last time
that i'll let light pass through glass.
-i'll be cooking.
meryenda time.
--need to rush things for the 2 last remaining days of summer classes :)
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