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May 16
Today, I caught myself—
saying a phrase
a close friend used to say.
And I realized:
my heart twists, contorts, and bends,
just to hold a piece
of everyone I’ve ever loved.

It caught me off guard.
My soul works so hard
for no reward—
carrying feelings
I don’t let surface.

Whew.
That was a close one.
That was a close one.
Written by
Libelle Marcellus  19/F
(19/F)   
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     K, Rochel and Aegis Vistoria Penumbra
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