duminică, 12 aprilie 2026

35.5

I took with me the memory of your smile
I keep it in my pocket
sometimes I touch it, 
just to be sure it is still there.  
It dingles and it tickles. 

I take with me your tone of voice 
especially the one you use when we are alone.

I keep it near my feet, to hide it. 

And then it gets to be a 35.5.

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