I am smoking a cigarette.
I am thinking about you.
I am thinking about your knee.
The feeling of holding you
behind the knee.
Also today
I experienced something,
that I hope to understand
in a few days.
Around my left hand a circle of
blurred white flames was shining.
In the centre of my heart
there was a tiny white point.
I don't know what it means.
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