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Sep 2019
Iā€™m winding
The idea
Of loneliness
Around my fingers

Weaving it
In and out
Between my knuckles

I knit my brow
My fingers
And my legs together

Leave my future
To the future,
And content myself
In
Myself.
Anonymous Freak
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Anonymous Freak  22/F/USA
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