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Paper folded into doors Fingers twisted into words I try to grip reality While collecting bumblebees They call me whimsical But i’m just somewhere else
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Aug 8, 2018
Aug 8, 2018 at 6:25 PM UTC
Somewhere Else
Paper folded into doors Fingers twisted into words I try to grip reality While collecting bumblebees They call me whimsical But i’m just somewhere else
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24/F/in the ocean
Aug 8, 2018
Aug 8, 2018 at 6:25 PM UTC
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