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I blew through that little coast town so fast I never realized you didn't love me. I wasn't the other girl for once, not that I knew of at least. I was just a blip in your timeline, somewhere lantern-lit and overripe. Wooden stairs and open ceilings and terracotta tile and *** and coke; I was Eden beneath banana leaves.
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Sep 25, 2024
Sep 25, 2024 at 11:39 PM UTC
postcard to Bergen
I blew through that little coast town so fast I never realized you didn't love me. I wasn't the other girl for once, not that I knew of at least. I was just a blip in your timeline, somewhere lantern-lit and overripe. Wooden stairs and open ceilings and terracotta tile and *** and coke; I was Eden beneath banana leaves.
feb 2019
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Sep 25, 2024
Sep 25, 2024 at 11:39 PM UTC
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