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unnamed Jan 2021
i know that i will never truly be human,
but you make me want to try
unnamed Dec 2020
you were not meant to be a dying star,
not when you could burn as brightly as the sun
unnamed Dec 2020
the winter steals away summer’s breath
unnamed Dec 2020
the world stops for no one,
but, maybe, it might
slow down for us, my love
unnamed Dec 2020
we acted as though we held all the time in the world in the palms of our calloused hands
unnamed Dec 2020
everything and nothing shifts all at once
unnamed Dec 2020
his lips press against my own
somewhere in the universe,
supernovas explode,
and the impact echos in my core
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