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Jul 2021
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just another thought
rinse repeat sort of night
the first of many
but not of it's kind
trickle down flood
a butterflies wings
dominoes crash
stuck out at stormy sea
with no lifeline
or recovery effort
i liked it better
when we slipped together
but it's hard to know
what we even want
shooting for stars
with bb guns
missin the mark
youcancallmesierra
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youcancallmesierra  23/F/i'm not really sure
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