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Sep 2020
I know it’s been a long time because the shine from your skin is making me blind but elated

It’s 6:21 and the entire city looks like it’s underwater
Covered in my favorite shade of blue

It’s nice to return to my happy fields where I can think through dances and dance through thoughts

Rainbows turned to grey for a while

Grey is now the color you see right before you fall asleep

Bending swideways and lollipop lips are anchors

Fairy lights aren’t enough anymore
Welcome back to me.
Chloë Fuller
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Chloë Fuller  Philadelphia
(Philadelphia)   
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