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Dec 2019
it’s all static if I can’t hear you.
all the same volume, meaningless

I am looking all over to grasp you,
— tell the others I found you

my only-ever prayer
to you, I love
forever.
(amen)
what I couldn’t say in the parking lot.
cosmo naught
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     Angelike, SøułSurvivør, Grey and Max Neumann
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