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Dec 2019
i was crying earlier,
again.

we talk into each other’s eyes.

        suddenly you
        reach out &
                         c  
                         a    
                         t  
                         c
                         h
                          as it
                               f a l l s

hold it against my cheek.
your fingers are rough and wet -

& i become full as a droplet of
                                              r a i n.
Written by
-elise-  Two-Spirit
(Two-Spirit)   
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