een eerste keer

gently you squeeze your fingers underneath the lid of the chest a splinter enters your skin and blood wells as morning dawns you do not scream the sun rises quietly a cat curls its tail around your calf and goose bumps cover your skin it is light outside as you choose from the chest the one thing that will mark this day

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