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Dec 2021
the impairment without the drunk
unconscious and subconscious all at once
a fleeting in-between of clarity
and feeling floated in a fog
in this space i meet the things left incomplete
and all their less familiar friends
like marbles underneath my feet
collin
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collin  30/M/coming home.
(30/M/coming home.)   
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   Azaria
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