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Oct 2020
Clouds on the bedroom floor.

It isn't anything.
Maybe it's everything.
Seeing it all.
The waves.
Midnight.
While you're still here.
Feel like ****.
Pictographs.
Written cloth.
Sidewalk in Perth.
Headphones.
for every reason.


Garrett Johnson.
Anxious like Rue
Garrett Johnson
Written by
Garrett Johnson  23/M/In the woods
(23/M/In the woods)   
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   Fawn and Mark Wanless
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