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May 2013
we thought we were cool
with our short french phrases that we repeated
until we could impress ourselves in the mirror

we thought we were cool
in the very same way
that moths fly to the light
of my computer screen
in the dark
only to be squished by my palm

we thought we were cool
faking our sadness as if it would get us out of school
but we didn't know how to act
when we actually got sick
chels
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chels  Raleigh, NC
(Raleigh, NC)   
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