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Mar 2019
lukewarm coffee
still tastes alright
melted ice
still chills

wide ruled paper
still ***** up ink
bleach stained towels
still soak

greasy blowouts
still look okay
chipped gel nails
still shine

broken phone screens
still do turn on
unbound books
still read

insomniacs
still always wake
and the depressed?

they still breathe.
you're gonna be okay <3
Sienna
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Sienna  22/F/Provo, UT
(22/F/Provo, UT)   
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