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Jan 2018
i stood there in the door frame for the first time
the one that led from your bathroom to your master,
if you could call it that,
the Veneer was chipping where my hand came to rest
i'm pretty sUre that it was the first time i'd seen another body.
i watched you breathe,
sLid my hand down the wall
couNted down, hoping to suddenly feel ready to expose myself
there you werE
you sank into the bed like it was something anyone else could have dRowned it
you couldn't, i observed
you remAined still, watching me as i watched you
slowly curling up into a smile
i matched your Body
moved so achingly sLowly
held on to nothing but night and lEarned to trust you
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Lydia
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Lydia  18/F/Pennsylvania
(18/F/Pennsylvania)   
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