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the city lights press their wings against the glass, watercolored by raindrops. her walls a profusion of coral rich carnations getting lost in them remembering how the curtains held her. in the heat of it all, the flowers begin to peel themselves off the wallpaper, suspend themselves over us in midair, coming to life, falling in slow motion.
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Oct 28, 2014
Oct 28, 2014 at 4:56 PM UTC
her room
the city lights press their wings against the glass, watercolored by raindrops. her walls a profusion of coral rich carnations getting lost in them remembering how the curtains held her. in the heat of it all, the flowers begin to peel themselves off the wallpaper, suspend themselves over us in midair, coming to life, falling in slow motion.
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Oct 28, 2014
Oct 28, 2014 at 4:56 PM UTC
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