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Oct 2018
sticky subway stations in summer
sending lukewarm love-letters to former lovers.
the salt from your lips stuck to my skin like sweat
dripping in the city--
buzzing with the static of electricity.
i made love to myself under stormy weather
where the air tasted like change.
i've always loved the feeling more than the taste.
unfinished(???)
Heather Ann
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Heather Ann  21/F
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