The subletter fell through, she says.
If you want your old room back,
it's yours.
The days count down quickly.
But the stars align
at a speed
all their own.
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Sifting through the Madness for the Word, the Line, the Way.
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- Cajsa
- "If I can go to New York, live madly, and write. I will want for Nothing."
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