the flowers i see in gardens i’m not allowed to be in
the trees on the sides of highways that breathe
the pulse in my chest that screams hello
the cats, the fish, the snail, the rat
the people, the people
the moon
the sun
me.
Jan 24, 2019
Jan 24, 2019 at 10:44 AM UTC
the flowers i see in gardens i’m not allowed to be in
the trees on the sides of highways that breathe
the pulse in my chest that screams hello
the cats, the fish, the snail, the rat
the people, the people
the moon
the sun
me.
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