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Oct 4
the fire at the corners of my eyes -
- smoke billowing -
- make blinking that much harder -
- once in awhile ash collects in an iris -
- a promise to burn things -
- blind.
Oskar Erikson
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Oskar Erikson  24/M/London
(24/M/London)   
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