When I write these stories
I’m in a different mindset
The world is full of life
And I can’t help but smile
I enjoy the feeling…
The feeling of good company
Or maybe… only maybe
The feeling of a sort of happiness
I don’t want to leave
I want to hold on…
To the moment
Just a little bit more
And now what do I do?
It’s nice
I like it
It makes me weak
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