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Apr 2013
i collected glances under my skin

and kept touches inside my bones

i chose to let this grow into something it is not

but at least now i know that there are universes inside me

i’m giving you my permission not to love me

but i will still wake you up tracing “stay” onto your arms
Sophia
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