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Mar 28
need a Moment
My hands sighed as
They held my head—
The weight of my tears
Crawled along the skin,
Making them weaker
And weaker until they
Settled into resolve.
Written by
Sia Harms
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     rick, Anais Vionet, Ken Pepiton, Thomas W Case, South-by-Southwest and 1 other
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