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Dec 2017
my hair falls
in front of my
face

i cannot see whilst i write whilst i walk

turns out writing is easier than breathing, and cheaper too
19.12.17  /  15.04  /  it's not alright. I'm back at the bench and this place is cold and unfamiliar.
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