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there are panda cubs hiding under my eyes, i should be sleeping now. instead i think of the (many) faces that i have came across for the day. i think of the old aunties at my workplace and i think of my great grandmother. how she never puts milk in her milo and how horrible it tasted. i look at all the wrinkled faces and instead of thinking ‘stranger’ i think ‘this is someone’s mother’ or ‘someone must have loved her’

somewhere in between these thoughts that are fleeting through my mind, i think of you

but you are far off

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