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Sep 2023
the booth we all covet
is open and i sit in it alone
taking up all this space
so that i can try not to fall asleep
as i read and listen to music
and procrastinate on my laptop
and look at my phone
and feel the absences and the losses
of nameless entities
i am romanticizing the drone learning has become
Grace
Written by
Grace  F/Voie Des Papillons
(F/Voie Des Papillons)   
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     Carlo C Gomez
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