Your tears are weird. When I touch them, they feel like paper; like you could tear them. We should do that one day. You and I and the other children. We'll stand on the highest ledge and throw your tears down from the building. I can almost see it in my mind... It will be like when people throw confetti at weddings and it falls in this floating shower of white on everyone.
No? I would...If i had such tears.
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