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Aug 2021
The sun swallowed the sky that day and you called it selfish.
It was the first time in a long time that I'd felt anything,
And somehow I managed to feel guilty about that.
You said the air was heavy,
But I hardly noticed a thing.
Just that the world was spinning,
And I wasn't quite so sure I was supposed to be on it.
Tabbitha Erceg
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Tabbitha Erceg  23/F/Fargo
(23/F/Fargo)   
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   Thomas W Case
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