: the colours were black, grey and white. and we were there again. but this time in separate rooms. malcolm was ill, i think. i can't remember. it was just odd. how the roles were reverse. i kept folding his clothes over and over. the next thing i was waiting for a bus and i got on the wrong one and met kids from high school. and they looked exactly the same as how they looked then. and they were in uniform too. everyone alighted at the same stop and i did the same because i did not want to be left alone. a girl, who i am not familiar with, was about to bring me somewhere but i got wary and attempted to run. which brings us back to doe... white, grey, black. and him. :
sound = kings of convenience mix tape courtesy of kd.
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