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Jun 2016
I'll lay down again
and let my walls expand
to let in all the oxygen
from every argument
and souls will speakΒ 
like clouds clutteringΒ 
around my eyelids;
I'll exhale everything
towards the stars
and hope that by the time
this sky spins to you
your nose will twitch
you'll look up
and think of me
sending over
just one more year.
jessica lynn
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jessica lynn  boston
(boston)   
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   Lora Lee
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