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Jan 2018
V.
i sleep but my heart-
we can't.

my sister.
my bride.

i don't need shoes to follow
17
blood and bare feet

my sister.
my bride.

guilt says it'll taste of
blackberry thorns
andΒ Β 

sugar
Ophelia
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Ophelia  20/F
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     Rj, APoetisOnly and Glassmuncher
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