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Oct 2018
I learned to levitate
with my head
I've dreamed of blood
the guilty feeling hangs above me
I'm trying to breathe in the fire
inside my stove
the water to cold
it's getting cold
I'm having troubles
troubles that won't go away
telling me to close my eyes
   droplets falling
so so
slowly
quiet
I'm stuck inside
I know this feeling
winter is coming
alone
missing home
where I couldn't feel the cold
eileen
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eileen
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