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May 2020
whispers creep into my ear
condensation from your drink
pools on the table
amused by the way you think
every word digs deeper than the last
cutting down sandbags so i can fly
night like this when its just me and you
reminds me i can do more than just survive
youcancallmesierra
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youcancallmesierra  22/F/i'm not really sure
(22/F/i'm not really sure)   
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