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May 2020
Lines of yellow between the breaks of my fingers
In front of my throbbing head
Face, brain
I’m glad you’re alive.
And I’m glad that I am
maybe I shouldn’t have told you
Like maybe you’re over it

Today is the day,
11:26 pm
Written by
FLESH  22/F/California
   Bogdan Dragos
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