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Feb 2016
your scarf traces your cold skin, a warm smell of rain

wrapped up in favours, not your particular flavour,

       it’s bad now//it’s bad now// it’s bad now

                Do you just let things
                              IN?
Fly with it on a
                    WHIM?
            I could never be so thin,
      Holding up a barrier caging what’s
                          IN
It’s numb now// it’s numb now// it’s numb now

Let them flow,
           right through
               your tainted soul
             Show them what’s real

      It’s real now//It’s real now//It’s real now
Vivian Ienello
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Vivian Ienello  21/Androgynous/Boston
(21/Androgynous/Boston)   
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