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May 2020
a life told in
text messages

swallowed up
by distance and time

never
to see
the sun
relationships are hard to maintain in the quarantine. especially with my black thumb.

i love you, blue eyes. but our baby is dead. r.i.p georgie

05.13.2020
basil
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basil  19/they/them/the moon
(19/they/them/the moon)   
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