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"Lean on me when you feel tired," he said.
I laughed. I wasn't tired and I wouldn't lean on him.
Too bad for that chuckle, hours later when I wanted to lean so badly but couldn't. My pride ate me up.
Up the stairs, two at a time. Like a lion is chasing me, but it's only the dark. I'm sure there are some cave crickets too. I reach the upstairs, and I'm in one piece. That's wonderful.
It rumbled, rumble rumble rumble.
Rumble.
I was afraid when I walked out past it in the night...to pee. It was like a monster.
I was scared.
It rumbled.
Oh no!
I was okay.
I sat down to write a poem about you.
But all that would come were one about noodles, a cookie, a kiss and a refrigerator.
I swear you mean a lot to me.
I need you to.
The snow went on for ever and ever, as long as I could see.
My heart ached, and I didn't know why.
I wanted to run and run until I reached the point where the snow and the white sky met. Endless. Oblivion.
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