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Jun 2013
do you remember when we
were children, and we would spin
in circles for minutes straight
just to make ourselves dizzy?

that's how my head feels when
i see you these days- it's like i can
feel the world rotating under my
feet- every thought, every edge
blurring until they're gone, but
(luckily) this paper is lined thick and
your name alone
is poetry.
i'm sorry it's too early and i can't think enough for words.  i'm leaving in five hours to go volunteer at a camp for a week.  try not to forget i exist~
marina
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marina
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