The Pink Building
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egvart
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Who could have guessed something so beautiful could nearly destroy me.

The Pink Building

(01) by egvart

When I first moved into the pink building, I began to cry,

Because my room was attached to a laundermat

So instead of a sun-bathed garden

I woke up every day to the stench of chlorine chemicals and dog piss.

If only I'd known -if only I'd been warned- that those would not be the last tears I'd shed among it's pale walls

Perhaps I would have cried harder.

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