Poetry and dialogue (prompt from napowrimo website, from yesterday)
I aim to see through dark skies
You were asking for more in a condescending way
I was telling you to listen more
You answered with a pantomine
I decided to tell no
You told me no more
I was there left alone
You just smile and brought me my sweets
3rd of April.
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