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Oct 2015
i want to write myself a dynasty
of poetry, intricate and far away from words that come out so wrong and broken
do you understand a thing i say? i'm trying to
spin a tapestry out of my own pain
all this blood is still the same
same color same red
i wish my words weren't as empty as i am
the ice has always been so filled with you
Written by
Sarah  Karakura Town, Japan
(Karakura Town, Japan)   
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