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Aug 2017
inner thighs
bedroom eyes
sleeping on a bed of lies.

bed of lies i've made for myself
but as you know, i've had some help.

i don't want the pity,
or a single explanation.
i want to live in a state
where my eyes won't see precipitation.
not a substitute for sleep
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not a substitute for sleep  33/F/mt juliet, tn
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