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Feb. 5th, 2017 09:37 pmBodhi's room is simple and narrow. Nothing more than a bed, a locker, a fresher and a writing desk.
There's nothing personal here. He has nothing. Owns nothing.
Is nothing.
There's nothing personal here. He has nothing. Owns nothing.
Is nothing.
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Date: 2017-02-13 06:11 am (UTC)Bodhi lays there a long time, waiting for the tea to do it's work. But even as his eyes finally close, they still rest on the small knife on the trolley.