TOMORROW! At this moment you should be with us feeling like we do like you love to but never will again I miss you my dear Xiola I prepared the room tonight with Christmas lights a city of candles fresh sheets we are all filled with dense clouds that have us sunk into the mattress I need to touch your skin… an alien she was… No one made friends as easily as Xiola… Drug pushing constructors We were always in the audience that plagued her. One night I met a poet…
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