moving day tomorrow.

the room has never been colder.
i never knew how high the ceiling was.
even in the echo,
i can still feel the silence.
there was a fight across the street.
that's unusual for this neighbourhood.
my blanket stopped being able to cover me
a year ago. i feel like i keep outgrowing it.

moving day tomorrow.

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