Thursday, May 23, 2019

and then a mother stops her stroller, frozen, a kid inside and one on the path, 
and i stop playing and say, it's ok, and she says i was bitten once, when i was a child, 
and i say  oh, i am sorry for that, but maybe you should meet these dogs 
and they would help you with the fear, and she went inside and closed the playground gate 
acting as if she didn't hear...
...my heart beat...my voice faded,
and then we went on, we went away from there, 
the place we always play.

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