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Funny. 

After all these years, 

I still carry a pencil in a front pocket of every bag 

and inside every jacket, 

hoping to remember the name you gave me
when you first wrote about me. 

"funny face", was it?!

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This sunshine is disturbing. 

It’s near to impossible to find a dark place in this city. 

Every cafe is bursting with music.

And all of them grew a backyard all of a sudden.

I’m afraid I’ll die like a fool in this sunshine.