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Feb 2012
sleeping in a speeding car
I'm sighing for you.

I'd give you my days
if you gave me a night.
But if you weigh
too heavily on my mind
my chest shall be crushed.

My breath is caught
in a web of glass.
D Lep
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D Lep
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