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Nov 2021
the truth is,
not everyone is good at this.
not every breath goes in
without getting caught in your throat.
no hands are ever good at holding on,
especially when
everything seems to just slip away.
some eyes never run dry
and some hearts never seem to
run out of pieces that break.
chang cosido
Written by
chang cosido  F/nowhere
(F/nowhere)   
92
       Landon Keys, Imran Islam and efni
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