Dec 2020
the clock
is ticking
and i
still wear
this jacket
from school
outerwear
in the season of otherness
the girls have already grown up
behind us traces in the snow
i come out of it all the time
is ticking
and i
still wear
this jacket
from school
outerwear
in the season of otherness
the girls have already grown up
behind us traces in the snow
i come out of it all the time
(45/M/Poland)
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