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Oct 2021
#1
we, are made of the same stuff, you and i
because the universe holds us in the hollow of its hand
in the way I take your name in an empty room
in hope that the walls and the stones within remember me
and i believe, certainly in vain, you too take mine.
/i fell in love. And what falls, breaks./

posting on here after two years haha, how do you fare, world?
Written by
Rahel  17/F
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