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Dec 2022
The last time I was falling,
each memory
a pinprick
Talk into me and fill me
with kind observation
watch them come
and go
untied or cut free,
either way it looks the same
Overfilled
sure to burst
Hold me down or
I might float away
Would you come float
away with me?
Brooke P
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Brooke P  29/F/New York
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