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1:13

we wandered in the incandescent halls of walgreens,

my fingers stitched in your back pocket, your freckles

painted.

1:13, two teenagers with nothing but anxiety attacks

and drunken *** keeping everything

together.

i hummed to a made-up

tune.

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