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Apr 2023
Going cold
Sometimes I dream of this chest going cold
I picture icicles hanging from my heart forming beautiful chimes in the wind 🌬️
One day my music will be heard followed by tears and sorrow.
#listentothemusic
Katlynn Grilli
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Katlynn Grilli  25/F/Texas
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