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63 · Jan 2020
(it’s only wednesday)
a m a n d a Jan 2020
some of these things are
so fleeting
you would never believe it.
and i can see the tether to
reality become questionable
because n o t h i n g
can be believed.
not | one | thing.
54 · Jan 2020
. . . r e s t . . .
a m a n d a Jan 2020
sometimes, my eyes see
nothing that i want to look at.
so i close them.
and maybe that is the
only time i can s l e e p,
and why it is so rare.
i look for too long.
a m a n d a Jan 2020
for a time
i could not stop imagining
the ocean
the beach
the flowers
and almost believed
it might be something
within my grasp
45 · Jul 2020
throw shade
a m a n d a Jul 2020
****** with
music &
              words

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