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I feed from the leftovers I breathe from the exhales I stay on the undertones I stand on the peripheries I linger on the outliers Of your thoughts Your words Your energy Your soul. I never get the middle The center The core The wholeness Of your thoughts Your words Your energy Your soul.
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May 28, 2016
May 28, 2016 at 1:19 PM UTC
On the outliers
I feed from the leftovers I breathe from the exhales I stay on the undertones I stand on the peripheries I linger on the outliers Of your thoughts Your words Your energy Your soul. I never get the middle The center The core The wholeness Of your thoughts Your words Your energy Your soul.
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Bigender
May 28, 2016
May 28, 2016 at 1:19 PM UTC
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