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She sings
And there are purple marks blossoming on my wrists
The song tastes of apricots
I swallow down the fear. The fear The fear
The fear that one day
The coee pot will not be hot and full when I wake up
Or that the bed will be cold and desolate
And the pillow creases on my face won’t be traced with ngertips
And laughed at
er breath smells like apricots
She sings
I close my eyes
The apartment smells like coee
She is singing
It’s august