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Jan 2016
Bernal height nights were the best nights, i would glimpse into a sea of lights
and feel my body sink with every sip of wine.
I glided above the city's skyline, contemplating thoughts.
Thoughts of void, thoughts of freedom.
And in every sigh i knew i would slowly fall from this moment, and it would leave me bare
with nostalgia.
Isabel Espinoza
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Isabel Espinoza  Oakland, Ca
(Oakland, Ca)   
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