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Oct 2020
sunflowers seeping into her skin like rot
an uncontrollable summer cancer
bones breaking ahead of time
a tombstone blissfully cool
come back to me sweater weather.
basil
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basil  19/they/them/the moon
(19/they/them/the moon)   
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