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All at once Or nothing at all— I’m falling— Blackhole kind of lovely lines Cutting cross my angled fists These endless daunting lists I fill to burn.
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Oct 27, 2019
Oct 27, 2019 at 4:13 AM UTC
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All at once Or nothing at all— I’m falling— Blackhole kind of lovely lines Cutting cross my angled fists These endless daunting lists I fill to burn.
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Oct 27, 2019
Oct 27, 2019 at 4:13 AM UTC
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