Relato 181.0


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She was looking for something though she didn’t know what. Why was she crying? She didn’t know, or she did. She was looking out of the window and she tried to think of the future but she didn’t believe in it. She only believed in the present and she didn’t like the present.

She was sitting so she stood up and made coffee. She loved coffee and also she loved reading so she got a cup of coffee and a book and she lay on the bed to read but she kept crying…


G. Sayah


 

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