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Jan 2021
and you breathe deeply
take in the salt water air
fill your lungs until you are
nothing but distant
matter doesn't matter
I find myself a
soulless mollusk
to a homeless pearl
(diamonds are formed under pressure, but Iā€™m panic induced over how seashells are made)
kaycog
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kaycog
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