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Nov 2021
There was something
metaphysical. Nostalgia? A dumb
pain comes on the surface.

Was Existential love
important? An architect has fractured
designs. A fossil wants to embrace me.

Captive thoughts will
revolt. You want to find yourself.
I will drink Yerba Santa.
Written by
Satsih Verma
137
       Melanii and Elaenor Aisling
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