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Feb 2020
windows are flowing with rain
i feel it prickling my skin
sun burning holes into me
like the clouds weighing heavily
to drown in life
like the air living my lungs
the feeling of being crushed alive
i branch out of breath
living roots in my bed
the only safe place


help-
i've lost my head
Naravi
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Naravi  23/F/universe
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