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Sep 2013
together, me and you
tracing dreams upon the
navy light, we circulated like
blood and veins embedded in each other’s
system, writing ethereal fantasies in treasured notebooks.



and the next.
i lay torn petals
on the folds of your skin
in the wrinkles of your memory,
i whisper a melody within silent eardrums
and brush my fingers upon your cold face and left you there to rot.
Cure for Reality
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Cure for Reality
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