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skrev denna på svenska först men behövde flera gånger slå upp ord från engelska till svenska, och de passade aldrig. konstigt hur det är så ibland.
Then what?Afterwards
when the vodka no longer burns your throat when your taste buds doesn't care when there's no warmth left when the silence is no longer frightening when your hands on my body doesn't feel like seven good years and an alien invasion that seemed evil at first but turned out to be goodhearted and soft and familiar to the touch, like a vague memory of a childhood you never knew that you had
Then what? What are you going to do? What do you feel?
nothing
or is it now
is it now that you are alive again, finally, for the first time, for real, not at all
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