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Aug 2023
Static filled vision,
Rips my little ears to shreds.
My heart is stuck with cello tape,
Plastic touch to my fingertips.

Your name reminds me of her,
Which reminds me of summer days.

Your actions remind me of pain,
Stuck in my eyes for all days.
Louisa Coller
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Louisa Coller  26/Non-binary/England
(26/Non-binary/England)   
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