Dreaming reality

Spencer, do you believe in the prison system?
                                                              (Ramblings)

Spencer, do you believe there’s a god?
                                               (Hesitant. Ramble on)

Squeeze my eyes shut.
He’s close.

Spencer, do you exist?

A tear falls.

 

Love is like coffee. After the buzz, you crash.

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