Nothing outside of conversation, 
background sky and shadowed pen. 
Past lunch. 
Decade and thoughts choked for air. 
Comfortable cyan.
Half cut bleach. 
Expelled from home, 
to conversational blues and a disappointing kiss. 
Pins, needles and shadowed palms. 
The currency exchange of surnames. 
Staircase coincidence.

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