I try to be calm; I try to sit and contemplate my next meal. I wait by the door pretending to be collected. I say "hello you, where have you been all my life". You dont respond. I say nothing. My feet are on the floor but why wont they move? Isn't there enough breathing room for the both of us? Why are you so far away? If I squeeze do you feel it?
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