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Nov 2018
"twenty"

I love taking long, slow walks
barefoot
at night when the cement is
warm and the air is clean.
Twenty
is looking like it'll be another year
filled with over generosity
and energy vampires.
I only crave french kisses
and love making
and money
steadily flowing into my bank account.
Maybe twenty will be filled with only dreams.

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Lana Leandoer
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