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Nov 2020
my mind is a graveyard

people I knew
sent flowers,
people I know
killed them,
and those I am yet to meet
uncovered
my bones,
and brought me
back to life.
Written by
Chiara
59
       ---, Cloudydaze, CZ and Flatfielder
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