my life was just a series of them. the keyboard, the mouse, the end of the phone calls. he breathed into me a series of fantasies i surrounded myself in completely.
i now find myself distanced and thankful that this one little sound doesn't control me anymore.
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nice. "click" is now so much more than a simple onomatopoeia.
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