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Jul 2023
i am a cathedral abandoned by its parishioners
i am a masquerade ball
without costumes
i am the barefoot astronomer
trying to find my path through the stars
by night
i am invisible rotting flesh
pleading at your tombstone
misremembering some philosophy you
sure as heck would have known.
a short one, but a needed emotional dump.
7/9/23
newborn
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newborn  18/F/wherever you are
(18/F/wherever you are)   
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