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May 2017
you're taking your
glasses off and living
in the blur.
you're punching the ice
of them, breaking
the rearview
while you miss your connecting
flight. why was seven afraid
of nine?
Em Glass
Written by
Em Glass  23/NY
(23/NY)   
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