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Feb 2014
the walls are tight around you
blameless, insufficient

the inside is a storm of all sorts,
cold and quivering with oblivious benevolence

the outside is warm
and yet my arms itch to curl around
the blameless insufficiency that is so desperately engraved on your skin
a.u.
aerielle
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aerielle  MNL
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   Francisco Ortiz
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