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i stare-the messages between us, the smiles and anecdotes we have exchanged, they mean more than i could ever say. but every time I go to bridge the gap, be open; vulnerable my throat closes I want to grow with you, but i can't grow in this box I've locked myself in.
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Jan 10
Jan 10, 2026 at 1:55 PM UTC
To Grow
i stare-the messages between us, the smiles and anecdotes we have exchanged, they mean more than i could ever say. but every time I go to bridge the gap, be open; vulnerable my throat closes I want to grow with you, but i can't grow in this box I've locked myself in.
One day I hope to find myself growing through the cracks, and one day maybe I can break that box.
Lucida
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31/A/USA
Jan 10
Jan 10, 2026 at 1:55 PM UTC
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