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Jun 2015
Nights and city lights remind me of wheels, homemade meals, and a naked mattress where secret vows were stolen from each other’s drunken tongues

Days and sun rays bring me back to parks, kiss marks; with flower wreaths sewn from beneath my knees and soft body spots in grass so sharp I can still feel it against my skin

And it all hurts so much
My eyes burn
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My eyes burn  Seattle.
(Seattle.)   
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