Sunday 4th December

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NOT BLACK:

You look sad, standing there in a new coat, wires in your ears,
holding on, shadows beneath the eyes. Too young, I thought at
first, to be so melancholy. Then you let go, left without
saying anything. No flicker, no light, no change of expression.
I hope you went somewhere great, to meet some one who made you
laugh & laugh all night. Strange, that you were the only one not
wearing Black.

(K)

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