she can write.
it's clean, efficient and bright.
no fluff,
no extra,
just right to the point.
the heart.
it's a clear glass of water,
cold
and refreshing going down.
i'll have another,
please.
another short story, another
poem.
read it to me, read
it once more,
out loud.
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