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so sleepy
so tired
so much I must write down here.
When I was a child, I carried a candle in church. I got to wear special robes and to walk in the processions. I remember the first time the hot wax spilled on my skin. I remember being afraid that it would happen again. I remember hoping it would happen again.
Writing hurts and I therefore feel compelled to write more.
Soon.
so tired
so much I must write down here.
When I was a child, I carried a candle in church. I got to wear special robes and to walk in the processions. I remember the first time the hot wax spilled on my skin. I remember being afraid that it would happen again. I remember hoping it would happen again.
Writing hurts and I therefore feel compelled to write more.
Soon.