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Jul 2019
I walk down this hall
Feet clamoring beneath me
With every step
The floor gives in completely

And in this hall
there’s no end in sight
I stay transfixed
Circling all night

And in the time
Dust has collected
And settled in the corners
My paths been corrected

Every step forward
Walking in another
Hole I had left
Deep and retching, like some other
Émile
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Émile  19/Non-binary/Texas
(19/Non-binary/Texas)   
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     --- and BPIII
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