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Mar 2021
i'm buried
in these thoughts, feelings, and uncertainties.
i'm buried
deep underground, covered with pleas.

i'm buried, cold, and in tears.

sometimes,

birds come by to visit
worms dance
and the dark embraces.

but even with these
i am cold, blind, and buried.
reigne
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reigne  20/F
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