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Aug 2020
I wake up alone
remember the days we shared a room

the tree behind us
it never bloomed

we're so dead
I could never breathe

you still find ways to manipulate me
I can hear your toxicity through the phone

best if we stay alone
away from ourselves
eileen
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eileen
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   Eshwara Prasad and Colm
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