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Jan 2018
You couldn't even cut the tension in
the air with a knife
because of how thick it was.
You and I have managed
to make the air around us concrete.
And here I was
trying to grow flowers
in the cracks,
even though me and you
really knew how to poison
those flowers
until they could grow no longer.
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poems in the clouds
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poems in the clouds
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     Isla and kalica calliope delphine
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