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Apr 2019
my succulent bent its entire
lovely self towards the only
window. what is the will to
live besides minuscule
maneuvers, sensing what
can’t be touched, staying
comfortable enough,
not thinking about it?
Sarah Clark
Written by
Sarah Clark  32/F/Reno, NV
(32/F/Reno, NV)   
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