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Aug 2013
these days, i like to pretend
my hands don't shake and
my lungs don't collapse
when i hear your name
[but you've been tugging at me
with puppet strings
and i don't know if
i can breathe
because you
let me or if i am
finally
free]
marina
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marina
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   Yasi, charles hamilton, UHG, ---, CRH and 12 others
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