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Nov 2014
it's fine.
i'm an airy presence
a breath of maybe fresh air
probably not
just nothing
i might be dead already
a ghost
unseen and unheard
and maybe that's why
my parents never respond when i talk to them.
not that i deserve their ears. i deserve nothing.
rook
Written by
rook  Winston - Salem
(Winston - Salem)   
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   --- and Dreiliece
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