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May 2020
I whelve into mere existence
disappearing into the gloom where
you will find me beneath
heartbeat woven into lace.

Around me it is somber
and I am a whisper in silence.
My breath wounds itself around
me like pearls on string.
Marisa
Written by
Marisa  19/F/suisse
(19/F/suisse)   
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       Ayesha, TSPoetry, Rupal, Zoi Ardens and GENIE
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