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Well, I guess love.

No more photographs. If in a moment, you left your mind for the sheets by your head for the socks on your floor for the soap in your sink who..

A song I'm working on

We walked in and out of the shelves, books we'd never read and books we'd never read. Wandering apart, but feeling together. I took up a text,..

My Aunt leads me to poetry.

Brushed up, indistinguishable arms. Talked late, posessive starshine. Burned language, unintelligable bridges. Took space, recognizable s..

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