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Sep 2012
how does autumn feel,
you asked.

it feels lonely here.

crisp
and yet
                 the air is

                          suffocating
                                            me.

bright
invigorating
fresh

and yet all the cracks are visible

                       glaring
                                at me.

i don't want to talk to you.
Lula Marie Kamel
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