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Jan 2022
the day we both lost our breath
i was box breathing
in
out
you
me
in
you
out
me
inside [our] empty lungs
i don’t know about you
but i can’t breathe like this
right now it’s 3 but
maybe it should be 4 or more
since we mold
and shape
inside
although my brain
will stay the same
we join
at the tongue
but the act is never done
it us me we them
julius
Written by
julius  19/M/in a coffin
(19/M/in a coffin)   
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   ---, camps and Christine Ely
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